I am not sure why, but this was one of the best moments of my life. We came to this rooftop cafe for a mint tea and a sheesha and managed to catch the evening call to prayer (ذَان.).
The whole time I felt as though I were seeing something I shouldn’t have been seeing; like peeking into another world that I had the good fortune to stumble across. I suppose it was the thrill of travel in a nutshell.
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And then Jen, Siro Masinde (my Kenyan colleague) and I made our way back through a dark medina with stray cats picking through trash and the whole thing feeling like a Graham Greene novel. Brilliant.
But it was indeed one good sheesha. Apple-flavored.