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Aunt Anna ends up on Mars - second part about Djibouti

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Guest writer: Anna Nilsson Spets

Morning coffee in a new dusty hole, nothing like the coffee in the Horn of Africa, the tongue curls with the flavours. The road is paved and soon I find myself at the lowest point in Africa, 155 metres below sea level. 

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Djibouti - or Aunt Anna travelling to the moon

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Guest writer: Anna Nilsson Spets

The idea wasn't Djibouti at all, it was Eritrea, but after far too much trouble with a covid-closed country and difficulties in obtaining sensible information, I gave up, booked a trip to the Seychelles, but didn't see myself fitting in there between smirking honeymooners.  

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