The joy of counting malaria pills
Looked at from afar, the sheer size and scope of Africa rattles the mind. But once you travel the miles to get there (7,562), the whole continent can become individualized to your experience. Who you meet (13 locals), how you feel (four times better than you do at home), what you step in (57 piles of animal dung). Or so that's the only way I can explain why, when I traveled to Zambia and spent a week on safari last June and stood on the very firm earth of South Luangwa National Park and watched ellies (7,000 of them) standing on the same very firm earth both eyeballing and ignoring me, the whole ordeal felt strangely intimate. I've broken down my trip by the numbers, starting with the number of times I Googled "how many people die from malaria." (Seven.) The facts and figures of my Zambian safari can be found here on Gothamist.