No, I’m not in Somalia.
I did, however, read a book about the largest refugee camp in the world, which is in Northern Kenya and houses a mostly Somalian population.
The depiction was vivid, and the characters intimate. It really opened up a world that felt both close and far, as well as giving context to the situation across the border.
Anyway, since finishing it I’ve had a panging for Somalian food.
On Saturday some friends and I went to a restaurant in town, only to find that camel meat was off the menu.
There was, however, camel milk tea which was delicious.
Rich and smoky and, with sugar, a really wholesome cuppa. If you’re in a shop with artisanal dairy products any time soon, I’d highly recommend.
In other news…
Super interesting podcast this week – using big data to persuade US Hedge Funds to invest in Africa.
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