It’s time for a series of short anecdotes in Juba and Nairobi! Enjoy! 1. In Juba, our Kenyan roommate had moved a day before, and every time we had to talk to him, Martin and I were addressing him as Kuma. Kuma here, Kuma there… A day later, at the table, Martin goes, ‘Hey Kuma, would you like a coffee?’ Kuma interjects, extremely polite: ‘Please, stop calling me Kuma, my name is Kouma. You have to watch your pronunciation in Swahili…’ I could not stop asking: ‘Why? What does Kuma mean?’. Kouma makes a short pause, and smiling, he replies: ‘Vagina’. 2. Having done my research on Kenya before landing, I knew that the usual rate for a taxi ride from the Kenyatta airport to the city was around 1,300-1,400 shillings. Francis, the driver from the
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