Eaten by Elephants

Paul has traveled to Botswana on some kind of tech internship. He’s been writing about his sundry experiences there. I’ve always dreamed of doing a Geekcorps-type posting, so I’ve been reading his site with interest. Today he writes about the food:

Natalie, my American roommate, observed last week “You know, years from now, I’m never going to tell anyone ‘Back in Botswana, I ate the best X'”.

I was hard pressed to disagree with her. The supermarkets here are well-stocked, nearly what we’re used to back home, and when bought with care the food is wholesome and healthy. But, I swear to Vishnu, it’s dull.

I’m pretty sure I met Paul at one of the blogger meetups.

2 comments

  1. Can you blame him? Botswana is such a fun word to say. Fun to type too.

    And yes, he was the guy who came with me to the meetup. Fashionably late, bah — we headed over right after work! You guys just started too early!!

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