I guess that is why Alia thanked me that morning of mid-October for having taken her to Africa. We were having breakfast and I almost choke with the surprise of her words. We had just entered the Republic of Congo and could, by then, very well consider we had reached the heart of Africa. We were all silent, enjoying the peace and tranquility of being in the middle of nowhere. Those days very often we found ourselves completely fascinated thinking we had really made it to Africa and we were now in the heart of Africa. It was an enormous accomplishment and we had quite some struggles trying to get full grasp of it and absorb it. I guess Alia must have been reflecting on something around that, when, all of a sudden, she thought to thank me for taking her to Africa. I certainly found it surprising she would come up with something like that. As a matter of fact, she had been the one who had been driving us all the way there from Spain; so, she definitely could had thought she deserved quite a lot of credit But, at least that morning, she felt she should give me full credit for it. READ MORE
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