Genesis

I´m looking back to my childhood, returning to the point where all this journey started.
Anxiety to get to the hot Africa, and feel the warm off the people. Afraid and certain that it will be a disappointment. The poverty, the dirty smell, of the street, the rutless pleople shaped in a the daily strugle for the survivence... Got some ideas but most off them wont let me put my feet in the plain. Nevertheless the journy will start in a couple of days!