
So it didn't take long to find what he was looking for: street egg. A big herby peppery omelette cooked fresh right in front of him - then stuffed into a big wodge of sweet doughy bread and cooked some more. Yum. Just the thing to get you ready for a hot day in the market - especially when you wash it down with a great big mug of hot condensed milk and sugar (or as it's known round here, "coffee").
And as he chewed thoughtfully (for him) on his egg sandwich, he thought back to some of his favourite parts of the journey.

Perhaps this was no coincidence? The only disappointing food he'd had on the whole trip had been in restaurants and hotels. Street food must be where it's at, he decided. And went up the road for some keliweli and spicy yam chips.