I'm afraid I'm not a fanatic of the sea and the hot holiday.
I do not even go for the resorts and the organized holidays.
The thing that brought me to Africa, Kenya, was the need for relaxation.
Stressed by Turin's pace of work, the city I've been living for ten years (first for love, now for a hard-to-leave job) I had to break away.

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My Mal d'Afrique has a name, Watamu.
I know little about the Black Continent, I visited Tsavo National Park and Amboseli Reserve, watched the Victoria Falls in Zambia and I volunteered for two weeks in Uganda.
 

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