Africa is Awake

It was the music that made me smile. Walking aboard Kenya Airways for the second leg of my trip to Uganda, this one from Amsterdam to Nairobi. Another long one. The music lifted my soul. The tiredness faded.

I was fortunate to have a window seat. The comfort helped the time pass. Another movie. Another attempt to sleep sitting up. Then I was awakened.

The most incredible formation of colours in the sky. We were flying high. The oranges, red, greens and blues lined the distance under the wings and transported my heart. A glimpse upwards and there was a sliver of the moon.

I was over Africa. Kenya. I am in Africa.

With time in Nairobi before my flight to Entebbe I’ve sampled the coffee and bought my first pair of reading glasses.

I couldn’t help pick this book up at the Duty Free. Dead Aid Why Aid is Not Working and How There is Another Way for Africa by Dambisa Moyo.

Uganda Wishes is the hope. The positive enlightment from the Ugandan people for the world.

Reading through the Preface and Forward of this book has my brain cells ticking. There are a lot of stories to tell in Africa.

Africa is awake.