...Another nice chap I got to meet in Dar Es Salaam was Ibrahim. He was one of those tout-hustlers who parasitized the tourists. I, however, as a Greek, ought to have been a sailor and not a tripper. So I wasn’t a prospective client. I had known him since the very day of my arrival. He constantly shuffled around the neighborhood, and I bumped into him all too often.One evening, … [Read more...]
The Story of an Ethiopian Refugee
People often ask me how my relationships are with other humans while I travel all the time; whether I experience any emotional deprivation, being compelled to only develop strictly superficial ties, since limited time does not allow for a connection to deepen.My answer to such questions is what I have understood. To wit, that they fool themselves terribly if they believe that … [Read more...]