Of all the fantasies here, the one least likely to happen.

Out of Africa. Coffee farm in the highlands. Manicured lawn and flowerbeds. Wide verandas, polished floors and full bookcases. Good whiskey and a gun rack. Polo and champagne at the Muthaiga club in town. Beach parties at Mombasa. Fly my plane up to the Serengeti. Safari on over to Uganda with a hot Scandinavian babe…