That feels like a lifetime ago. I don´t think I ever felt more like a celebrity stalked by paparazzi either. A man appeared out of nowhere as the team was on our way back from our weekly bath in the river, and insisted on taking our picture. How could we say no?
This week is Eritrean New Years. Apparently, we are still in 2002, and we will celebrate by killing a goat (if we can find one) and making coffee from scratch.
Sounds like fun to me!