Serowe: My home that will never be

My recent trip to Serowe, the capital of the BaNgwato, gave me a wake-up call.  While the primary purpose of my visit was to cover the Bessiefest, which was organized by the Bessie Head Committee and the Khama III Memorial Museum to pay homage to the late writer Bessie Head, the visit was also a discovery of self.  In her book, Serowe: The Village of the Rain Wind, Head graphically describes the village thus:

A ring of low blue hills partly surrounds the village; at least they look blue and misty from a distance. But if sunlight and shadow strike them at a certain angle, you can see their flat surfaces. They look like the uncombed heads of old Batswana men dotted here and there with the dark shapes of thorn trees.This description would appeal to a would-be tourist in some distant European country.