É um sítio tão diferente. Tudo o que dizem de África: o cheiro, a terra vermelha, a árvore perdida no meu de um deserto, aquela vida animal, tudo isso é verdade mas ainda melhor, porque estamos lá.
"I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the north, and the farm lay at an altitude of over six thousand feet. In the day-time you felt that you had got high up; near to the sun, but the early mornings and evenings were limpid and restful, and the nights were cold." Karen Blixen, Out of Africa.
"I had a farm in Africa at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the north, and the farm lay at an altitude of over six thousand feet. In the day-time you felt that you had got high up; near to the sun, but the early mornings and evenings were limpid and restful, and the nights were cold." Karen Blixen, Out of Africa.
Masai Mara, Kenya, Agosto 2006
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1 comment:
ia jurar que estavas em castelo do bode, numa das tuas encarnações de feiticeiro como só tu sabes, mas se tu dizes que é em Masai Mara, no Kenya! eu acredito...
Abraço Amigo
ou Familiar D'Avis ;)
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