Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
The strangest thing, when shopping at Nakumatt Prestige, I’ve been approached several times by black people speaking to me in Chinese. The first time it happened I was so startled that I chatted with them back. They’re always Jehovah’s Witnesses (presumably learning mandarin in order to convert the many Chinese in Nairobi) who inevitably invite me to an event “all … Read More
The weather is always great in Nairobi, so being 25 degrees every day makes me forget that it’s almost Christmas time. There are some tell-tale signs though, like the workers in Santa hats at Nakumatt: We live near the Junction Mall, and I saw them set up a Santa corner–but it was only now that I noticed his hours: a … Read More
It doesn’t happen all the time, but as a foreigner you can expect to be approached for money when out on the street. For me it’s usually the same three kids living somewhere near my street–and my preferred response is to give them some bananas or other food, if I’ve just come from the store. Once, a man asked that I buy him a bag … Read More
Whoever designed this ad has clearly never seen a real rotary phone. (I remember we had a black one when I was little.) And yes, KFC will deliver to your house–via motorbike!
Peering out the front window, we saw baby N and her nanny chatting with some handymen, and our neighbour making use of an itinerant knife sharpener…
At first I thought Kenyans didn’t know how to spell “yolk”, but now I think it’s a ruse by egg companies to not be accused of misrepresentation (many Kenyan egg yolks aren’t very yellow indeed…).
just some cute shots from the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust (a.k.a. the elephant orphanage)…
someone has unkindly placed me on my stomach. this is how I get out of it. STEP 1: Make sure all my surroundings are clear. STEP 2: Start the momentum going by swinging my enormously heavy head to one side, while simultaneously pushing off with the opposite foot. STEP 3: Follow through with my arm. STEP 4: Wait for the … Read More