A hot summer night, around 3am, we are all packed into our family wagon, and we're traveling down the road towards the Kruger National Park.
I am around 12 years old and have been looking forward to this trip for months.
We woke up around 2am, had a quick bite to eat and packed the car.
My dad and stepmom are seated up front, and in the back me and my 3 brothers are laying, all over each other, one head on a shoulder, one laying on the seat, one against a window.
We slip in and out of sleep on the 6 hour trip. As we make our way down the dark, quiet highway, this song plays on the radio. It's one of my favorites and to this day, makes me cry.
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