Travels in the coastlands of British East Africa and the islands of Zanzibar and Pemba Book

Recommended to me by a hitchhiker, the book starts as a story of a man taking his family to East Africa to forget about his dead sister. His observations and emotions seemed very egocentric, superficial and annoying. I was ready to put it down simply because it idolized every other European traveler who made Africa their home and bored me with his own uninteresting delusions that he could relate to the great wild animals he saw.

It was trying hard to be something it wasn't and should have been, but once the author relaxed and stopped forcing it the observations became more factual and less emotion. He gave some historical accounts of conservationists I had no knowledge of. His final conclusion was obvious, at least to me, but perhaps some haven't thought that much about the topic so I'll leave it at that.