Nairobi is like all big cities. After you’ve seen the sights, you’re left wandering the streets and counting the hours until whatever is holding you up (visas, bus tickets, ATM blackouts, etc.) finally isn’t.
If you know Chris, then you won’t be surprised that we found a candy shop. That is, we found the Candy Shop. And it was full of unidentifiable sweets of all varieties.
We each bought a box of something. Mine ended up being Tootsie Roll knockoffs suffering from bad quality control. The box Chris found was… unpalatable. (Which is saying something, as we’ve eaten every new dish we’ve come across.)
It didn’t go to waste. We gifted it to the waitstaff at a restaurant and they loved it!
Somewhere, our two ugly and unwashed mugs are in someone’s cell phone.
