So.. what about Africa?...
So.. what about Africa?... -- In my honest opinion, I had no idea why I went to Africa, South Africa that is... I suppose it all began with a courtesy asks, from a relative, long long, long long~ away, in the galaxy call Canada... yeah... that part of the area.. Which, I had no idea what the purpose nor the intention of going into S. Africa... Basically, I was, totally blinded before the trip... All I knew was: yeah, I'm going to Africa.. don't' know why, but I'm going... I think I'm going... therefore, the trip into Africa.. S.Africa, a place I kind of knew, from a good friend of mine since elementary school; all because she immigrated and spent her adolescence there. I still have lots of letters from S.Africa somewhere in my room, those letters, barely mention the lifestyle and challenges she faced back in those years. I suppose it's different than N.America, partly due to the tension between racial groups. It's unsafe, as she once told me, thus mo...