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Djibouti is a very small country. It's mostly composed of desert and hellscape, with a bit of coastline tossed in. There's also a
USA#1 military base there, the only permanent one in Africa. I figured I'd see a bunch of Americans due to that, but the only time I saw any were when I was leaving, in the airport. Guess they mostly stay on base. Makes more sense now that I look at the wiki entry and see:
Quote:
To protect against security threats, Camp Lemonnier is operated like an aircraft carrier. Unlike French troops, who are allowed to enter the city and interact with the local population, US troops are not allowed to leave Camp Lemonnier except by special permission, and most of Djibouti City is classified as a "no-go area".
Checked into the hotel using my broken French, to find this wonderful sign:
khat is a plant that people chew for the same reason people chew coca leaves in South America. It's a mild euphoric stimulant. It's brought into Djibouti every day fresh from Ethiopia, where it is enormously popular. People were chewing it on pretty much every bus that I was on in Ethiopia. I didn't have any, so I was allowed to stay.
Djibouti City is dry and hot:
and let me tell you, the sun kicks the **** out of you there. Good prep for Sudan, tho I didn't know it at the time. Everything outside is just miserable, dry, burning hot, and bleached. The evening is much more tolerable and that's when most people seemed to be out and about. The city is not a wealthy place, tho, so there is not much street lighting, which makes walking around a little sketchy. Not a problem for me, as I'm already a little sketchy myself.
I strolled over here one evening:
because can you really say no to a camel meat steakhouse with a camel samurai logo? I think not. I certainly didn't.
Ordered a sweet sushi boat, you know the type.
Or maybe you don't:
yeah... I'm afraid that's more of a sushi dinghy than it is a sushi boat.
Figured since I was finally close to the water, sushi would be OK. It was.
Also went for a camel burger because how can you not:
and saw the saddest piece of cheese I may have ever seen on a burger. That poor piece of cheese!
Camel burger was very, very lean, and very dry. Glad I got it so I'd know what it was like, but I will never need to order one again.
For dessert, I figured since I was in Djibouti, it was only fitting that:
that's right, I went for the chocolate highway in Djibouti.
I think I laughed for about 5 straight minutes when I first saw that in the local convenience store. And yes, I saved the wrapper and brought it back to USA#1 as the GOAT Djibouti souvenir.