Return

The gate to the staff compound.

The town of Lodwar. the single town within hundreds of km of the camp and where my plane landed. It reminded me of the bandit town in the desert of the first star wars, as brutally nerdy as that is.

The landscape

Some of the rare homes of the locals, the Turkana.

the furthest edge of the camp, it extended down the road 10km

Some refugee housing

Inside the compound, staging area for the staff and to distribute materials.

An odd sight, the river of the area just without water. It's that hot and dry here.

The landing strip of the camp.

Typical housing, huts made of plastic sheets from the U.N.

The best picture I've taken so far. A view of the evening soccer matches.

I'm back from the camp, earlier than intended for a variety of reasons. If you watch the news Kenya's war with the Somali terrorist group, Al-Shabaab made life at the camp difficult and possibly much shorter. Alot happened, most of it bad but some good. If you want to hear everything we'll have to sit down for a drink. I guess a picture is worth a thousand words so I'll let these do most of the talking.