Y'all wait. I haven't told you my Tuk- tuk story. So last week on Saturday I had my first experience in what is a called a Tuk-tuk. (See picture above) Tuk tuks are used in some of the remote areas in Kenya where the matatus can't go. I remember seeing them somewhere before. I am... Continue Reading →
I made new friends this morning at the Soweto - KIBRA Resource Centre where I am working with the Kenyan ministry of health to mobilize and sensitise the people in Nairobi about polio, while also getting ready to immunise the children age five and below. Soweto is a tough slum. I found these kids today... Continue Reading →
Howdy, So most of you read my blog concerning the Kibera Slum in Kenya right? If you didn't please click here. Yes. So the day I posted my blog about the Nubians in the Kibera of Kenya, my friend Kimanthi, who I also mentioned in that particular blog, accused me of being one of 'that... Continue Reading →
... I remember in High school some of my friends used to tell me their bodies were the way they were because they were rugby players...
Yoga Center Westlands Nairobi To have real power is to be able to make your own choices at your own consent. And being able to make your own choices is the first step to being responsible. Knowing that you face all the repercussions from the decisions you made without pointing fingers to other people.... Continue Reading →
I remember a while ago reading an essay about a writer who could walk on the streets and be recognized by no one until he would say his name. Then the other parties would be excited, calling him doctor because he was an award winner, asking him about his books and revealing how much they... Continue Reading →
Hello! How do you survive as a low budget traveler? No worries, I got you! You have probably seen a few of my pictures about travel on social media and wondered how I go about this. This morning a friend inboxed me via Instagram and asked me for a few tips on how I do my... Continue Reading →
You most probably know that in East Africa, the word Mzee is used to address an adult. Say old man or woman. Haha. Well, meet Bad Mzee ( I guess you might want to know why he is bad Mzee? Because he is baddass!) I met bad Mzee at Rweteera safari park. My first day... Continue Reading →