"Dark Star Safari "
(Reviewed by Mary Whipple APR 20, 2003)
"Like the person so poor and downtrodden he loses self-respect and any sense of shame, African cities did not even pretend to be anything except large slums. Once, each city had a distinct look: Nairobi had a stucco and tile-roof style of architecture, Kampala had its harmonious hills, Dar es Salaam was coastal colonial, with thick-walled buildings designed to be cool in the heat. Such particularities gave a city atmosphere and an appearance of order in which hope was not wholly absent. Now, one city was much like another, because a slum is a slum."
Traveling alone and using the same sort of transportation as that used by the typical resident of each country he is visiting, Theroux makes the five thousand mile journey by taxi, cattle truck, "chicken bus," bush train, matatu, rental car, ferry, and even dugout canoe. Wanting to blend in as much as possible wherever he is, he buys clothing at secondhand stalls in public markets, carries only one small bag, and avoids the tourist destinations which give most westerners their only visions of Africa. But being a "common man" has its problems. Despite some pleasant moments and some fascinating encounters with unusual people, the trip is not one Theroux will ever repeat, and it will certainly not inspire many imitators among the readers of this book.
Theroux's trip incorporates vivid descriptions of his visit to the Sphinx ("one of the epiphanies of my traveling life") in Egypt, and whirling dervishes in Sudan; a delightful character sketch of Sister Alexandra from Ethiopia, a nun who has loved; and two Ethiopian traders, a father and son, who take Theroux to the Kenyan border, becoming so fond of him that the son bursts into tears when Theroux must decline their invitation to accompany them to Uganda. For Kenya, Theroux has no kind words, however. A cattle truck driver takes him through the bandit-infested northern area of Kenya to Marsabit, the northernmost city, and when the driver expresses surprise that there is a war in Ethiopia, Theroux regards him as an "ignorant inhabitant, traveling on a hideous road in an over-heated desert, in a neglected province of one of the most corrupt and distressed and crime-ridden countries in Africa," in contrast to "threadbare, but dignified Ethiopia."
Theroux finds Uganda, even after Idi Amin, to be a "tidier, better-governed place than Kenya," though that is really no praise: everything in Kampala has changed for the worse. Tanzania is no better: "there was only decline-simple linear decrepitude, and in some villages collapse." Upon his arrival in Lilongwe, capital of Malawi, halfway through the trip, he sums up his experiences to date: "I had been three days on the bush train from Mwanza; abused by the immigration people in Dar es Salaam; bewildered by the dreadful train to Mbeya, a filthy town where I had been overcharged at the hotel and cheated out of my bus fare; delayed by a bus that didn't show up. Then the struggle to the Tanzanian border-where punks had tried to shake me down and the health officer wanted a bribe-before the nighttime trip through the roadblocks to Karonga, and at the long slow ride across the plateau to drizzly Mzuzu."
When he then goes to the U.S. embassy in Malawi, he finds that an "overpaid, officious, disingenuous, blame-shifting embassy hack" there has not made any arrangements for him to speak at schools or universities because she's had a hectic week. He wonders, "Had she, like me, been abused, terrified, stranded, harassed, cheated, bitten, flooded, insulted, exhausted, robbed, lied to, browbeaten, poisoned, stunk up, and starved?"
Theroux puts much of the blame for the deterioration of African countries over the past forty years, during which they have become independent, on well-meaning but misguided attempts by foreign aid workers and agencies. By identifying and trying to fix problems, these agencies, he believes, prevent the countries and their citizens from having to accept the responsibility themselves. Foreign aid packages prove tempting to those in power, and much, if not most, of the funding never reaches those it is designed to help. In addition, "some governments in Africa depended on underdevelopment to survive-bad schools, poor communications, a feeble press, and ragged people. The leaders needed poverty to obtain foreign aid, needed an uneducated and passive population to keep themselves in office for decades."
Theroux often comments about other writers in this account. While in Egypt waiting for a visa to Sudan, he visits with Nobel Prize winner Naguib Mahfouz, who has a sort of salon in Cairo. Surrounded by his admirers, they bemoan the fact that "When the [Nobel Prize] was given to Marquez, many other Latin American writers were inspired to write books and publish them. But what has happened in the Arab world [since Mahfouz]? Where is Arab literature? Nothing has happened!...Why hasn't the rest of Arab literature achieved any recognition?...It is a conspiracy by the West!"
While in Ethiopia, he reminisces on the writings of Rimbaud, who lived there in the 1880's, a man he greatly admires and whose insightful writing he quotes at length. Writers about Kenya get short shrift: Hemingway's big game hunting and the writing it inspired are dismissed as "the private fantasy of a wealthy writer bent on proving his manhood." Isak Dinesen is a "sentimental memoirist," whose Out of Africa is described as "self-important romanticizing." And Kuki Gallman, whose memoir I Dreamed of Africa is about the deaths of her husband and young son (by snakebite) in Kenya, is dismissed as a "mythomaniac of the present day." V.S. Naipaul, with whom Theroux was friends in Uganda, has two of his books singled out here for criticism. Theroux describes In a Free State and A Bend in the River as "veiled attacks on Africans and Africa by an outsider who feels weak." Only Nadine Gordimer of South Africa, among modern writers, is praised, described here as a "national writer who transcended nationality by being true to her art, like Borges in Argentina."
Theroux is an observant and insightful writer who has dared to take a long journey on unfamiliar and often unfriendly roads. His descriptions of his travails are so vivid the reader can experience them vicariously, from the glories of places like the Sphinx to the miseries of life in Kenya. His interviews with people in the countries he visits are perceptive and very revealing of the political and social climate of these places. He has become curmudgeonly over time, however, and it is difficult to "travel with" a man who testily refuses to give an apple to a little girl when she observes it through the window of his train compartment and begs for it. When he refers to his "safari-as-struggle," it is hard not compare his temporary and voluntary struggles to those of the African people he meets along the way. "Being in Africa was like being on a dark star," he says. His book reflects this darkness.
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Movies from books:
- Saint Jack
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- An unofficial (but nicely done) fansite for Paul Theroux
- MostlyFiction.com review of Mosquito Coast
- The New York Times archives on Paul Theroux
- WorldGuide's interview with Paul Theroux
- Quotes from Paul Theroux's Happy Isle of Oceania
- January Magazine review of Sir Vidia's Shadow
- MostlyFiction.com review of The Tao of Travel
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About the Author:
Paul Theroux was born in Medford, Massachusetts and was one of seven children. In the early sixties he joined the Peace Corps. Theroux was involved in a failed coup d'etat of the Malawi president-dictator and was thrown out of the Peace Corps. After that, he taught English at Makerere University in Kampala, Uganda. Here he met not only his wife, Anne Castle, a schoolteacher from London, but also but also the writer V. S. Naipaul. His first son was born in Uganda in 1968. While in Africa he published his first four novels.
Theroux next taught at the University of Singapore and thus his second son was born in Singapore. It was during this job that Theroux decided to be a full time writer.
Theroux is a prolific writer and has authored over 40 books (fiction and non-fiction) and has published articles and short stories in a variety of newspapers and magazines. He has traveled throughout the world and has a tremendous reputation as a travel writer usually recounting his travels with humor and intelligence. In 1977, Theroux won an award in Literature from the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters. Theroux is also a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and the Royal Geographic Society in Britain.
Theroux and his wife divide their time between Cape Cod and Hawaii.