Most of the little I know about Africa I learned from watching Johnny Weismiller portray Tarzan in the old black and white movies.  He was a man of few words but could get his point across to Jane and Boy when necessary.  It was Cheetah that often led him, innocently, to peril and usually it involved quicksand.  I have never been in the presence of quicksand (just come sticky clay mud that sucked my boot off once) but because of those movies have a fear of the life suffocating ick that tried to draw our hero down to the depths of no return at least once in each Tarzan movie.  I do   not want to be near any damn quicksand.  We are soon leaving for Africa for, I am sure, another amazing National Geographic Expedition.  I am beyond thrilled to have this experience but there better not be any quicksand!