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)