Yeah For Botswana
I lived in Botswana in the late 80s (my mother was lecturing at the University of Botswana at the time), and it was a very happy experience. The desert dusks, the beautiful Tswana woman (Stella, where are you now?), the beautiful Swedish ex-pats (Asa, where are you now?), the heat, the cold, the rapid growth of the village—I simply loved the democratic country. Loved the name (pula) and color (blue) of its money, and loved drinking at the Sun Hotel, eating lunch at the President Hotel, debating politics at the Bull. Anyway, that is all in the past; what is in the present is the encouraging news that Botswana is making progress in the war against AIDS. If any African country is going to beat (or tame) the terrible disease, it’s going to be Botswana.