Omo Dolina, Foto: Janin Maj

 

Omo Dolina, Foto: Janin Maj

 

Omo Dolina, Foto: Janin Maj

 

Omo Dolina, Foto: Janin Maj

 

Backpacking Through Africa 24 – Veterinary Medicine

 The revised version of their story went like this: They were poor veterinary students who had never attended high school but had fled the civil war raging in Uganda and were headed to Tanzania, to Dar es Salaam, to meet an Anglican bishop who would arrange their journey to Germany.

Wait, hadn’t he said earlier that he studied medicine? Well, veterinary is animal medicine. And hadn’t the Ugandan civil war ended years ago? True, the authorities claimed so, but in reality, the country was extremely dangerous—just today, six people had been killed, guerrillas were everywhere, trains weren’t running, boats on Lake Victoria were very unsafe, and they strongly advised me against going there.

Janin Klemenčič (to be continued)

Backpacking Through Africa 23 – Refugees in Distress

 
Since they had nothing else, I ordered a Coke, while he asked for a glass of water. Hmm. The waitress seemed to know him but said nothing, only giving him a dirty look.

Then his friend appeared— considerably older and not particularly intelligent-looking. He was also very polite, though his English was much worse.

Janin Klemenčič (to be continued)

Backpacking Through Africa 22 – The Restaurant

 He led me quite far from the main road. He himself didn’t seem dangerous, but you never know if his friends might be waiting around the corner. It wouldn’t be the first time.

When we entered a building with no sign of a restaurant, I checked if my knife was still in place.

 On the first floor, you could indeed get a drink, but there were no other guests.

In East Africa, soft drinks and beer are a state monopoly, and their price in shops is almost the same as in the best hotels. All other drinks are significantly more expensive.

Janin Klemenčič (to be continued)