Blogyagi » Nairobi http://www.konyagi.org/blog MP on holiday in NZ, Kenya and Dubai Mon, 12 Apr 2010 10:47:12 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 Nairobi 1 http://www.konyagi.org/blog/kenya/nairobi-1 http://www.konyagi.org/blog/kenya/nairobi-1#comments Thu, 15 Mar 2007 09:22:02 +0000 mp http://www.konyagi.org/blog/?p=8 I was pretty heavily jetlagged upon arrival and slept for most of
the time I was in Nairobi, so didn’t do too much before Javan came to
pick me up on Wednesday. I did spend some time doing things that I
couldn’t afford to last time I was living here. For those who have
been there, the following keywords describe my time fairly well:

  • River Road
  • Merungi
  • Florida 2000
  • Nakumatt Mega
  • Carnivore
  • Nyama Choma

Some photos from my hotel room, the 6th floor of the plush Ambassadeur. The lift is slower than ever but I need the exercise anyway.

Nairobi’s Moi Avenue by day

Nairobi’s Moi Avenue by night

Nairobi’s River Road Area by day

Nairobi’s River Road Area by night

]]> http://www.konyagi.org/blog/kenya/nairobi-1/feed 0 The Kenyan odyssey begins http://www.konyagi.org/blog/kenya/7 http://www.konyagi.org/blog/kenya/7#comments Thu, 15 Mar 2007 09:02:28 +0000 mp http://www.konyagi.org/blog/?p=7 The flight from Dubai was uneventful. The skies were clear and
I used the in seat TV to watch the external camera showing the
view looking straight down. Kind of like Google Maps but for
real. If you want to play along at home, we passed over:

  • Saudi Arabia’s Empty Quarter (big sand dunes),
  • Oman (as above with the occasional man-made oasis),
  • Yemen (rocky desert and dry river beds. No signs of life
    except on the coast),
  • The Gulf of Aden (water),
  • Puntland, Somalia (rocky desert, dusty towns. My imagination
    added camel trains and mad mullahs),
  • Ethiopia (first greenery as the desert gave way to the
    fertile highlands),
  • and finally Kenya. The clouds had moved in by this stage but
    Mount Kenya managed to raise its top through. Unlike the last
    time I flew by there was no snow at the summit. Global
    warming apparently.

Despite my body clock registering about 4 in the morning, I
“forced” down a few drinks to prepare me for dealing with Kenyan
Immigration. Last time I came through Jomo Kenyatta, I spent hours
in the hands of officers who were sure I was a dangerous drug
smuggler, being poked and prodded and made to sit upon a perspex
toilet while a man with rubber gloves eagerly awaited the contents
of my bowels.

Not being a German porn star, I had found the whole process
quite distasteful. This time however, apart from waiting for about
an hour for my bag, everything went smoothly and I was out of the
airport and on the streets of Nairobi for the first time in over
two years.

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