As I walked around the old part of Harar, a number of self-appointed
guides approached me. Of all of them, the most interesting was, by far,
the one who seemed to be waving his arms around a lot. At first I
thought he was completely mad, but upon seeing him again the next day as
I walked around with Dereje, we figured out that he is deaf and serves
special needs tourists to Harar. With this new perspective, I realized
that the guy was communicating rather well actually. From then on as I
saw him walking around town, he waved and I waved back.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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