The Kenya Diaries
Dustjacket slightly damaged on spine, some light foxing on edges, otherwise nice copy of this rare first edition. Unmarked, clean, tight. Gory but unforgettable account of early events in the establishment of British East Africa. Published by London, Oliver and Boyd, About this Item: London, Oliver and Boyd, , Very good brown cloth covers in a fair to good pictorial dust jacket. Jacket has loss to the top and bottom spine heads.
Kenya Wildlife Diaries
Unknown Binding. Seller Inventory mon Condition: As New. As NEW. Published by Eland Books, Cover creased, one signature, else clean, tight and unmarked. A 'must-read' for any Kenya-hand and a good copy of this increasingly hard-to-find title. PB edn. Unmarked, VG. Published by , From: Harteveld Rare Books Ltd. Fribourg, Switzerland. About this Item: , Please notify before visiting to see a book. Prices are excl. The incredible exploits of Col. Richard Meinertzhagen in Kenya a century ago, during including description of big game hunting, and dealing with the members of Nandi tribe 'to teach them a lesson'.
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Although I was aware of the current political and economic corruption that taints the country, the hustle of the people and indescribable beauty of the landscapes felt like magic to me. Being a child of immigrant parents, raised in the US, it was imperative for me to experience just a small piece of their life. I stayed in the same village they grew up in, and listening to the stories of their youth from family members. It strengthened my appreciation of the life I have today.
I was submerged in authentic environments, and documenting the lives of the local people. Being taken to these locations made me realise what it takes to keep going in life amidst struggles and hardships. Next Thursday morning I walk into a Huduma Centre. There is a long security check and a nice lady peeps into my handbag; she smiles when she sees my safely hidden laptop.
I am given a ticket with the number I get to the queue, which snakes into another queue of seated clients. I count the people queuing. Somehow now the number on my ticket begins to make sense… there are people ahead of me! My eyes quickly turn to the Kenya Revenue Office KRA counter: there are 4 staff members with 4 computers… I begin praying that the network will be fast and I will be out of here before lunch. It has been a gruelling three hours of chameleon pace moving.
The fatigue has made me forget that I am a tech-savvy university professor; now I am just another Kenyan citizen, tired, hungry and patient.
He gets to work before Hudumas open and leaves when they are closed. So she is here and left their 6 months old baby hoping it would be a quick service. An officer comes and announces that some of us can move to another office in City Square since there are not as many people there, as here. Nobody moves, we simply stare at her, and then shift our eyes to the three ladies slowly tapping on their computers the tax returns details. I wonder, should she not take a computer and seat to work, so that she can reduce this human traffic?
But, the seats are all full, there are about 50 people still waiting to be served! The lady asks if I have updated my account details.
How, I ask her, the systems could not even open. She tells me to come to her desk once through.