Though English is considered a foreign language, shipped over to Kenya during colonial times long gone, I consider myself fluent in it. In all its syntax, synonyms and sentences, English rolls off […]
The price of a bride
The human face of Mogadishu (Part Two)
Mogadishu is a unique travel destination for me, so sometimes I do feel boxed in. Although I am from neighboring Kenya and can possibly pass off as a local, with skin the […]
About last night at the Mara
A night at the Maasai Mara can be ruined by a lion pawing at your tent as he breaks out into a thunderous roar every two minutes. The tent barely shields you […]
A lost passport and a marriage proposal
“Kuala Lumpur! Kuala Lumpur!” the co-driver thundered, as he banged the open door of the bus. I was jarred awake from my slumber and peered at him through half-shut eyelids. I closed my […]
Travelogues of an African Girl 