EDIT: This post should have gone up last week but it got “eaten.”
Apologies for the lack of posts, I have been traveling for the last week and a half and more travel is coming up. This doesn’t seem to be a good year for me to travel, however, if my bags aren’t missing I’m dealing with the most ignorant immigration officials who make you thank God that you have a country to come home to. Travel has become such a pain in the ass (especially for African folk) and that’s when you’re documented from here to Mars…at this rate, I will be walking around with a binder of documents starting with my birth certificate to prove that I’m actually a person.
Anyway, enough whining.
I’m happy to be back in Nairobi. Wish I could stay longer. Here to do some background work for Ushahidi and Mzalendo.
Already checked off my list of to-dos including great braids courtesy of Kenyatta market, and sausages galore. The clincher was a lunch of matumbo, kunde, ugali, and a cold Coke from a glass bottle all for the princely sum of Kshs 200.
The mood in Nairobi is generally subdued. There’s been zero talk of politics from the usual suspects (OK from my cabbie friends who normally have a steady stream of stories). Instead, people are focused on what they feel is the Safaricom IPO rip-off (especially those who took loans), price of fuel (did I have a good day or are the roads less cong