The pulse of Africa beats. A constant rhythm, a symphonic performance of sensual shifting sand, gloriously optimistic sunshine, and perfectly unpredictable wildness.
The question has never been whether this nature-gig happens or even how, but only how you attend it. We at Daosa live the lives we wish for our patrons to experience, frontstage, with our hands in the air, singing along with cicadas and whistling winds.
We don’t build models on trends, whims, or conjecture; instead, we build our model on what we enjoy most, what we want to leave as legacy and how we can best sustain a quality of living found rarely in this world, for ourselves and of course, you!
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
I travel because I’d rather look back at my life, saying ‘I can’t believe I did that’ instead of ‘if only I had’.
It is never too late to be who you might have been.
Then I realized that to be more alive, I had to be less afraid. So I did it. I lost my fear and gained my whole life.
Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
Life movies pretty fast, if you don’t stop and look around every once in a while, you could miss it.
Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
Jobs fill your pockets, but adventures fill your soul.
The gladdest moment in human life is a departure into unknown lands.
It feels good to be lost in the right direction.