Now what’s this? My dad isn’t even buried yet, and another man I really valued died earlier this week: polish author Ryszard Kapuscinski, famous for his travel stories from the 1960s Africa among many other interesting books. He was one of those authors where you just wish the book never ends. My most favourite book is his “The Shadow of the Sun“, which I usually recommend to most of my Mal d’Afrique-infected friends.
Also, he is one of those interesting personalities out there that show how much Poland is part of Europe, and has always been.
Rest in peace, Ryszard, and thanks for all the good stories.