When you are in Mogadishu and the television crew you are with asks whether you’d love to go to a wedding, while warning you that weddings here drag on, genders are separated […]
The wedding that was a feast for the senses
The human face of Mogadishu (Part One)
It feels like a combination of lockdown and military camp up in here..there’s a tenseness in the air, so palpable that any efforts to exhale and inhale have been reduced to short […]
Travelogues of an African Girl 