i'm a bit confused by how much most people love this book. i'd like to give it 2 stars because there certainly is value in it, and at times she writes quite beautifully, but those times are fleeting. the narrative is overpowered by lesser writing, but more importantly, i could really not get past the throne of privilege she sat on and the way she felt about 'the natives.' i understand that this was written in 1937, about a time 15-20 years before, and that she actually loved both the african land and the african people, but as an owner loves her possessions, with a superior air. i do appreciate hearing about life at that time in that area, and there is insight into non-white living that i found far more interesting than how wealthy white people colonized the area (and one could argue the people.) and while i do appreciate her thought process of the many things she wrote about as well, those things don't make this book satisfying enough for me.