First Steps in Brazzaville- written 2.19.10

As our plane lands, over three hours late because of a delay in Paris, the passangers spontaneously break into applause. So many smiles- I've heard of Africa's smiles. We step out the door onto a staircase and I breathe the air. Africa smells like humidity mixed with smoke.

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