Vegan isn’t really a word in Africa. The Lonely Planet gives some basic tips on how to communicate a strictly animal-free diet (in Swahili: I eat only green things), but finding someone who actually understands my painful attempts to piece together these epically complicated words in my muffled Canadian accent is an entirely different story. After two months of surprise-cheese disasters and tortuous ordering experiences, I decided it wasn’t worth the anxiety. I’ve turned in my threadbare vegan shoes and embraced the world of dairy.
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