It’s hard to remember everything I’ve done or where I’ve been, but the food has been a memorable part of this trip. Eating only with your right hand and drinking coffees while being choked out by burning incense has become a daily affair, and the places and people I’ve shared these moments with are just as unforgettable.
the street kids in Hirna offer to share their dinner
a local coffee shop in Old Harar, and two of my new travel buddies
morning coffee in Bahir Dar
a typical injera spread
sharing some injera and shiro with our hotel cook
a fried fish lunch, fresh from Lake Tana
a woman prepares her incense at her open-air coffee ‘shop’
Sudanese ful, a fava bean concoction eaten with bread
a coffee ceremony in Khartoum after a traditional Sudanese lunch
Street food in Sudan: fried and sugar coated donuts
my couchsurf host in Khartoum prepared raspberry pancakes and french-pressed Ethiopian coffee
nomadic cosmopolitan 