I have just returned from three challenging, amazing days in the Dadaab refugee camp. To say that life in Dadaab is difficult would be an enormous understatement. The desert in north-eastern is very harsh, and the (mostly) Somali residents rely on a massive humanitarian aid system to provide for nearly all of their needs. My non-profit is the smallest of organizations working there - and though our work is making a positive impact, the amount of assistance this transient community needs is daunting. I was humbled by the experience of seeing the situation in Dadaab and awed by the effort of the people and operations working to make life bearable for the community.
In a minor tragedy (for my blog and blog readers), my faithful Powerbook died on the flight to Dadaab. I'm pretty handy fixing Mac problems, but alas, my situation clearly requires hardware attention. So, no more pictures until I return to NYC and get the mac fixed. :-((
I'm prety bummed, because I was loving sharing my journey in pictures. But you can keep looking at the old ones, and I'll keep posting the words.