Dancing With Africa

What happens when life throws a curve ball? Admittedly I boldly threw it. The consequences begin to reveal themselves and after a few weeks when I find myself in a different country, in a rather dilapidated house, quite alone in unfamiliar and strange circumstances. The reality comes zooming in and mild panic replaces any normal thought.

The book is set in Kadoma, Zimbabwe where I originally came from and thirty years later how things had changed. Visiting a place as I did for many years and actually living there are two very different things.

However I am African, I hear the beat and feel the rhythm and so the dance begins. I encounter Africa as a strange combination of gentleness and extreme harshness. Breaking through those layers is when the dance can begin in earnest, but are we not all dancing with Africa?

I invite you to dance with me through South Africa, Zimbabwe, Botswana, Namibia and Zambia and hear the beat of the drums.