Monday, 21 February 2011

An very overdue update….


Well I officially been in Kenya for two weeks now, and after the scariness I am warming to Nairobi. It is true, you have to be careful but I am settling in. I am now researching private sector

development of renewable energy technologies, and I get to travel for the research, but more about that in a later blog!

I have moved into my new flat, which I share with two other persons, my other neighbours are the bible society. (google united bible societies and very close) It is near 3 shopping malls and a bus ride to the centre. It is a 40 min walk from work, which will keep me fit. I sort of joined the local gym, but its quite expensive so I am going to find other routes to a body of a goddess. I am thinking hiking, mountain biking, yoga and horse riding. As I am in a new place, should be a new activities to go alongside. I should also stop eating so many bananas, mangos, milo and sugary tea….


Last Friday, I finally had my first drink in Nairobi. The white wine, didn’t taste so nice, so I had a vodka Sprite at UK not Dutch prices - marvellous! I meet two nice girls there, who I be hoping to see soon. There was of course of a lot of Kenyan hookers in the bars, and the western men did seem to enjoy the attention, not really consider their role in the whole situation. Very sad as a lot of the girls we meet had hidden agendas and you really had to ask yourself what are you doing in an expat night –quite obvious really! However, a bar a bar, a dance floor is a dance floor and a drink is always a drink.

On Saturday after my individual workout (my body ached later!), I went into the central business district where I saw the Kenyan parliament (looked like a new version of Big Ben), had

a mocha milkshake at the Starbucks equilivent and then went into the market. This is where I was followed in my a man, who would not stop pestering me, and which he kept on saying ‘why you fearful’ to which my response was feck off but I just ignored him. I ended up just leaving, as it was beyond market banter and plain harassment. I then had a chicken tikka with chips at a busy Kenyan café, and then plodded home.

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