Ridgeway Gables Nairobi
15 minutes from Nairobi's city centre- P.O.Box 16526-00620 Nairobi, Kenya
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Nairobi First Impressions
... when you mow the lawn in the summer. And it's NOISY. All kinds of birds. One that sounds like a car alarm, a wood pigeon, but they were the only familiar ones. 2 dogs barking. Cars going past with African drum music playing. Babies crying (some Australian families live in the hostel). Muslim call to prayer, and some really...enthusiastic church singing in the evenings.
Lots to add yet again, but I'm paying for this by the minute...manana!
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Looking for lions
... on the street the looks we receive seem to express some distrust and maybe even subliminal hostility. As if the eyes would say: “What are you doing here, you do not belong here.”
The world of the rich whites and the poor blacks are separate parallel worlds. There is distrust on both sides. When we as seemingly “rich” whites enter the world of the poor blacks we rarely feel welcome. Only when there is a longer contact and we have ...
From Nairobi to the gorillas......
... came to blows after Paolo continuously chastised Ross for taking "Shiiit" photos of him. Ross had to calmly point out he had not come to Africa to take photos of Paolo & he could shove his photos. As annoying as this man is, he is our evening entertainment & often has us crying with laugher, sometimes with him other times at him. Some of you may be surprised to know that I went for a small jaunt in the canoe with Ross too & did not cry or shout. Progress! Bunyouni means lake of ...
A full and exciting week!
... people there. I was sure that mum and I where going to get our organs cut out and sold on the black market but it was a funny experience.
Sunday: a fairly chilled day, we went to the shopping centre and wandered for a few hours, bought some things at the supermarket, got pedicures (I needed one, the lady cut mums foot open), bought ourselves some baileys and snacks for the long bus ride to Kisumu tomorrow
Miss you all! ...
Tase that? That's the taste of karma.
... Lake Bogoria was not far from where we stopped and at the crest of a turn we received a true picture of the landscape - more arid than any area we had previously seen, the vegetation was much more sparse and patches of bright red earth defined the terrain. Up on the rocky slopes diminutive, hardy shrubs lived off whatever limited water they could access. Continuing on down, we passed small farm areas with very traditional huts made of earth, wood and thatch for roofing. The homes ...


