What is the colour of the wind?

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"The real Africa can be smelt the minute you step off a

plane onto African soil and feel the air calling you,

beckoning you home."

'They' always say you never truly appreciate something

until its gone! And how true, it takes leaving Africa, home,

to realise its true value, to realise how close you actually

hold it to your heart.

Arriving back on African soil you can see clearly the colour

of Africa's air, it isn't a colour you learn at school; red, green

or blue, but it is the colour of a calling. Someone or something

pulling you back, reminding you of why this is the place you

choose to call home.

Colour, in the sense of moving air, is not necessarily something

you have to see to explain; it can be felt, smelt or even heard.