Michel Ruge and his journey through Africa: A family, an adventure, attack

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We are invited to stay at a friend’s penthouse and as we park our new Defender in front of it, I have my doubts that the car will be safe there. Too often we were pointed out at home to crime and violence by insidious and unscrupulous Africans: “They will steal from you, plunder and burn!”

We also had to listen to what we are all about: irresponsible for taking our one-year-old daughter with us. Naive, because we didn’t pack the usual functional clothes, camping dishes or sleeping bags.

No we have not. Instead, we loaded up beautiful clothes, china and camel’s hair bedspreads – and a silver champagne bucket big enough to bathe our daughter in or wash our dirty laundry. Because when we were preparing for this trip, we never saw Africans in any book or film riding through the desert or hiking through the mountains in functional clothing, going to the restaurant in a water-repellent functional parka or to the supermarket in trekking boots.

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