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!
Of all the books in the world, the best stories are found between the pages of a passport.
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.
The gladdest moment in human life is a departure into unknown lands.
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
The world is not in your books and maps; it’s out there.
Traveling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.
Blessed are the curious for they shall have adventures.
Everything in Africa bites, but the safari bug is worst of all.
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!”
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. And venture belongs to the adventurous.