My Maasai Mara

Generally foreigners and/or tourists come to Nairobi for the safari. Specifically the animal migration in the Maasai Mara reserve park.

I’m sorry to report we’ve missed all that. On purpose! The cost is one factor, but it’s really because we needed to see and experience something different. I know poverty is poverty, you’ve seen one slum you’ve seen them all, blah blah blah…

So, I haven’t seen the wildebeest migrate or a lion take down an unsuspecting antelope or a leopard lazing after lunch, but I have seen the resilience of mankind. Living surrounded by dust, dirt, rubbish, and endless soulless grey buildings are not for the faint hearted.  

The sky, buildings and ground is grey


These brave animals migrate daily, to jobs at least an hour away in peak traffic and risking life and limb on the sometimes reckless matatus. Some stay behind to hunt and gather close to home setting up their little fruit-, bread-, drink- and meat selling stations and persevere all day until dark just to do the same the next day. 

This is survival of the fittest in an unforgiving concrete jungle sometimes not fit for sewer rats. And my fellow africans live here, make a life against the odds.

We are fortunate to have a front row seat here. The 4D experience! This is miles better than some boring safari…

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