The early travellers to African coasts wrote books about their journeys and people who read these books were baffled about the journeys into unknown worlds (at least for the readers of that time).
Up till this day white faces turn up at the coasts, at the ports, at the airports. They cross borders, take notes, take pictures, keep their relatives and friends ainformed about their progress in a new wolrd via Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.
They do not hand out mirrors and beads, but pencils for the orphans at schools. And they create a picture of Africa for the folks back home.
But what about presentday Africans who cross borders of other African countries? Or do African writers prefer to cross the oceans and travel in the North?