When it rains in Kisumu, it pours

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from Kisumu with love

This past weekend I had work in Kisumu and ended up in the village to count my chicken and wash their feet. I am happy to report the chicken looked happy, healthy and now have clean feet after all the work I did.

The last one week has seen a crackdown on private taxis (public transport) requiring them to meet some basic safety and institutional standards which in effect has meant that there are few matatus on the roads. This combined with high fuel prices following a recent imposition of a 8% tax on fuel has seen fares in my village go up 50%. Where formerly we paid about 3.35 sh per kilometre, the transport authority approved a 5 sh per kilometre rate. I see a situation where we will go back to walking or using donkeys for long distance travel.

In other news, there was this young woman whom we shared with a seat this afternoon and she had very interesting stories. First she belongs to Legio Maria church and was dressed in the recommended church wear of yellow, from head to toe. But this is not the interesting part. She told me the spirit, do give her a screen of what others were saying about her, on demand. I was not in the mood to question her beliefs so I let a great opportunity pass and besides I was tired.

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from Mogadishu with love

Of all my trips to Mogadishu, this was the least eventful. There were dancers like those who received me in Garowe, no running across the terminal like the last time I was there.

That said, however, I took a picture in a restricted street. The guard saw and almost ate me and my phone whole. We, that is, I and my colleagues from Somalia were able to convince him there was no ill intent. We deleted the one picture and I was left to go on with my business. Mental note: no taking photos left and right.

There was an explosion near my hotel. No, I wasn’t hurt.

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I like the mosque coming up in the foreground

I think this was dusk at the beach

how not to take a picture

who would have thought the beach is this full of life

no good travel blog ends without food

view from somewhere to the airport

here is where to buy your tickets

tuk tuks are everywhere

Random photos

somewhere in Turkana

this speaks for itself

i don’t whether it is the mountain in the background or the architecture in the foreground i find most attractive

turkana architecture

the majestic lake turkana

wind project somewhere in turkana

somewhere in nbi

a veeery distant cousin on guard duty

football pitch where someone works

an uncle who failed in parking lessons

when Mak goes fishing

trying to find the boat with the right lake spirit. You don’t just go fishing in any boat!

Mombasa has moved to its new location in Siaya

the river has a navel

it was a calm night

it was a calm moonlit night

if the people can’t go to the beach, the beach can come to them and this happened in Siaya County