The Warmth Left in a Footprint

Some journeys begin with a map. Others… with an irresistible call.
A man driven by endless curiosity set foot in Africa to scout destinations for a prestigious tour operator. What he found was far more. Africa didn’t just welcome him—it claimed him. Its vastness, its people, its untamed beauty wrapped around him like an ancient force. He was no longer just a traveler—he had become part of the land.
The roads pulse with rhythm, laughter, and the scent of spices. A young woman steps off the plane—thinking it’s only for a short time. She came for work, but when it was time to leave, she couldn’t. Africa had wrapped itself around her, holding her in a grip both powerful and tender. She passed through hidden villages, learned the forest’s traditions, sat with shamans, and listened to the wind speak through the trees. She crossed the continent alone. She had always walked barefoot, but in Africa, it became something more. With the help of the spirits of the land, she learned to feel the earth whisper its secrets with every step. 
When the two met, they spoke of Africa—its wild beauty and its powerful soul.
In a village, the elders draw maps in the sand with knotted sticks. A Sudanese king pointed toward the horizon: “Beyond the mountain… beyond the river… follow the sun.”

Pagine	504
Formato	[EU] Stampa bianco e nero - standard - 148x210 mm - Carta crema - Copertina opaca
Peso	567 gr.