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Africa is wild and untamed. It has always spoken to me through its wide, open skies; blazing orange in the early morning, dazzlingly blue during the day and twinkling stars against the black night sky. I was filled with magic as we drove through the Savannah plains amidst the Acacia trees, crossing streams while negotiating a rocky terrain. The teeming wildlife around me made me feel like a caged soul that is somehow trespassing into their haven. While the grazing gazelles, wildebeests, giraffes and zebras had filled the landscape, the predators and scavengers silently lurked in the grass. All around me, I could hear the language of Africa: in the roar of the lion, the grunts of the warthog, the twittering of the birds and the bark of the cheetah. And just as evocative were the colorful Maasai’s with their bright red garments and beaded jewellery; steadfastly committed to their traditional way of life, far removed from today’s world. Each morning I would wake up in the anticipation of what the day had in store for me.