Amitié: Ben et Mamadou

Mamadou looks up from the green metal floor of the deck. ‘I was the only one there’, he says. ‘My mother went out for five minutes to buy some charcoal to cook with. She asked me to make nana breakfast. Whilst I was boiling the water, nana died. I found her, still and cold. I... Continue Reading →

Endless Rain. Endless Rain.

I arrive in Lisbon in the rain. I arrive in Dakar in the rain. I’ve never seen Senegal during the wet season.  Unable to find my driver, I run around attempting to negotiate taxi fares in French-Wolof. Eventually a dude agrees. The roads are flooded, it’s raining through the roof of the car, and there... Continue Reading →

Eliye: Ethics of a Traveller

The German girl tells the guy 'I wanted Kenyan tea...Kenya tea is...' I hope I do not do such things. I don't think my Kenyan friends mind as much as I do. But these kinds of things make me wince. 'The eggs are coming', the German man tells my friendly waiter. 'You see on the... Continue Reading →

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