I love camels
We all have dreams. Meeting a lot of people travelling the continent. This guy I met a few months ago in Laikipia, Kenya. He is a Turkana and his life is about... camels. He loves them. That day it was sunny, hot and we were walking through teh semi desert area with... camels. He sings and I tried to have a conversation with him. Listen here. One of my questions was about his dreams.

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I often wonder how those people move on and manage to build up their lives again. And again! All the pain, fysically and emotionally, losing family and friends. Who can they trust, or is there anyone to give comfort. Seeing this all, it must take a strong emo-.
A friend came back from Kinshasa mentioning the situation had gotten worse than last year, than they were invited with locals and they went to a wedding celebration. Today he felt hate against white people had “still” grown. They didn’t leave the place without assistance of armed men. At night they heard shots. People are nervous.
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