That period was also when I heard Under African Skies for the first time.
It was my first birthday on a different continent and we had a celebration of sorts; I sat with the local people in the wild, no lights for miles around us and a cd-player with Graceland in it.
The night sky was perfect dark lacerated with light emitting diamonds.
They gave me a bottle of whiskey and ten packs of cigarettes for a present, but the best gift was the comraderie we had sitting in the Serengeti and being silent with Paul Simon doing the musical score.
I still love that track and that album. It even made me visit Graceland when I was roadtripping in the U.S.A.