Following the Cairo to Cape Town route in a quest to see more of his continent and motherland, the author used public transport from the City of Pharaohs in Egypt to Cape Town and back up through the mountains of Lesotho and then home to Zimbabwe. Encountering questionable immigration officers, hospitable individuals in Uganda, to skeletons on the Skeleton Coast in Namibia, he went in search of what it means to be African.
As an African, he was keen to observe whether he would enjoy the same hospitality afforded to white and foreign travellers as he made his way through his continent? Along the way, engaging in conversations with tourists, volunteers, local doctors and protesting students, he tried to gain insight into the history, politics, economics and atmosphere in each country.
He recalls his return to his motherland, as Zimbabwe comes to grips with a crumbling economy and the people finally begin to stir and protest and seek a better life.