Hitting the road all day and night is a whole new fresh experience that glows up one’s soul, haha. I have actually tagged the pandemic season the savage minute, since for all the reasons there are it has been a bitter sweet experience; so you won’t get confused when I use it in between my story. so during this savage minute, I have had a chance to travel more than i have ever had to in my entire life.
No jokes about that since my african parents behave as most true african parents would raise their children thus explaining why I had never had a chance to travel as much as I have in the past few months. Yes, as old as I am getting I am still kept indoors or rather under strict supervision, the african child I am. Additionally my parents still have me under their care and I know you are wondering what changed amidst the savage minute.That’s a story for another day.
Focusing on my adventure, I’ve been playing a local tourist since I didn’t know how my motherland’s beauty was to what extend until now. The rolling hills carpeted with fresh grass, huge trees and the flourishing tea plantation, the falling waters are just a sight to behold and the mighty rocks crowning the views. I don’t understand why some of these places have not been preserved so the communities around benefit but then, let nature take its course.
All these places replenished my thirsty quest of adventure but one place amongst the many I visited had my breath held in my tummy. The high and mighty rocks forming plateaus with trees growing from the plain all the way up to the height of the sky scrapping plateaus. Right at its foot is a long flowing plain extending to the horizon where it serves a beholding sight of the setting sun.
Mama nature never lets down, let’s appreciate her by protecting all her fruits.
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