I Dreamed of Africa

Ever since I was little, I’ve wanted to go to Africa. Or, more specifically, on an African safari. Probably because that’s where my older sister wanted to go, forever reading those gorgeous yellow National Geographic magazines with the lions and zebras and half-naked people on the covers (oh my!), and I pretty much just always wanted to do whatever it was she was doing.

As The Hubs and I are trying to plot our next adventure, I’m pondering if the time is now to finally make the dream of an African safari a reality.

Have you been? Do you dream of going, too? I’d love to hear your thoughts. I dream of Africa…where do you dream of going?

p.s. I also dream of having my hair washed like this (daily) — le sigh.

photo: Out of Africa