Even on the 30-minute drive from the airport, the scenery didn't disappoint. The plains stretch out for miles with jagged-edge mountains rising from them. Trees are sparse and twisted in that way that says "Africa" to me. Women tote loads on their heads, men ride bicycles, children run barefoot along the road.
There is that great jumbling together of people and place that happens when you travel, the awareness, even in my sleep-starved brain, that the world is so much bigger than my little corner of it.
