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Coda (Home Is Where You Get Across)
And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.
Harare State of Mind (Reprise)
As Anne's regaling us with her favorite Harare tourist and driving tips we find ourselves behind an omnibus, and as the bus approaches the intersection in front of us it comes to a stop at the light, which is red, forcing us to do the same. "Oh no," Anne says, "this isn't good." Too close to the bus' back bumper, with another car approaching us from behind, we can't easily navigate around it. So instead, we start scanning the nearby bushes, nervously waiting for the inevitable attack on our car. "This is not good at all, ya."
Finding My Inner Bush Girl (in Zip-Off Pants)
I knew I was going to have a good day today. I was in Africa with the lions - how could it possibly not be a good day? What I didn't know is that today I would have an epiphany.
Planes, Trains, and Automobiles (Mostly Planes)
Further subtitled: No Trains or Automobiles, Either; But Two Long Bus Rides.
Do These Zip-Off Pants Make My Ass Look Like an American?
"There is one thing I have learned and that is not to dress uncomfortably, in styles which hurt: Winklepicker shoes that cripple your feet and tight pants that squash your balls." -George Harrison.