i have been dreaming of going to africa since i was a little girl. more specifically, the white sandy beaches of east africa. my dad lived there for a few years in his early thirties and used to tell me stories about spearfishing in the crystal clear waters, dancing and singing with the locals, and looking up at the clear night sky surrounded by thousands of stars. he described an untouched paradise with the most kind and welcoming people. throughout my whole life, if someone asked me where do you want to go more than anywhere, my answer would be here.   i finally made it to the place of…