Kistner and family pack up and move to Africa in the 1960's. They have their share of adventures, including an astonishing "river" of ants which literally consume everything in their path! This is very accessable travel literature. Too much written about Africa seems to fall into one of the two categories:1) Embarassingly disrespectful Westerners shooting the place up. (British colonialists, Ernest Hemingway, etc) -or-2) Indiginous writers recalling an endless litany of human sufferring and injustice which leaves the reader feeling deflated, guilty, and powerless.Refreshingly, Kistner describes Africa in a way much more like most of us would see it: with a sense of astonishment that the world is so rich and diverse, and with a gratefulness to actually be able to see this place.