Tag: Nairobi

"The days run away like wild horses, over the hills." — Bukowski says. This has been true for me for the past two weeks. The days are a

In this story, I meet a girl with a cold, and a guy called Protus. An attendant tries to get me arrested for not having a shawarma receipt.

My Tuesday starts when I wake up but it begins when I get to Nairobi’s Central Business District. When you think about CBD your mind

1. Cat Woman No bad deed goes unpunished. When I interact with someone, I open their file in my mind and I see how they treated me from

It’s Monday, or as Kenyans would call it; Utamaduni Day and as I would call it; Signing Books Day. I’m at Junction Mall looking to buy a pen.

I have always thought of writing as this art form that sings to me. An art form that is often insecure, existing on bookshelves, newspaper pages and magazines,

I sit hunched in a corner at the subway my eyes darting for signs of a good Samaritan while at the same time trying to hide from the

After the National park and the museum the other tourist attraction in Nairobi is our women. I like watching women, who doesn’t? Even women like to watch women.