Market Day

Tuesday, October 16

The Maasai market every Tuesday is so much fun, but it takes a lot out of you and I’m always come home Tuesday afternoons exhausted and completely filthy from sun and dust. I get kind of annoyed with myself when I think about some of the stuff I bought sometimes because I’m not always sure whether I could’ve gotten a better price for something. I’m getting a lot better at being firmer, but I can definitely do better. One has to get into this whole culture of what bargaining is, because there are so many theatrics involved in it, there is a balance between being nice and not getting ripped off, because a lot of the vendors see your skin color and try their hardest to rip you off if they can get you to fall for it. And it’s my fault for being stupid if I don’t know any better. I’ve always got to put on my firm bargaining face and frame of mind before I go into the market. Some of the vendors are super cool though and even though they know I don’t always want to buy anything from them, they just like chatting for awhile. These are the ones I like to hang out with.
Usually whenever I’m out traveling, I’m always eager to talk to anyone who is willing to talk. I love smiling at people getting into good conversations with strangers wherever I go. But here, I find myself being much more purposely reserved and avoiding eye contact when I’m walking and such. Many times, I feel like everyone who comes to talk to me always wants something. They’ll talk to me for awhile and seem nice and great, and then they always ask me for something-to pay for their school fees, to help them get a visa to the US, for my phone number-Kenyan men are really bold! I have to be so cold sometimes and this is so different from what I’m used to-making eye contact and smiling at people, just sharing a smile or moment’s connection with anyone, it’s hard to reach out to anyone because I’m the obvious visitor here.

Sunset in the city

Monday, October 15
6:15 pm, nearly dusk

I’m in my great sitting place just enjoying the breath of it all, something I do about every other day. This is the best place to watch night descend on the city. I love that here I have the kind of time to really enjoy things like this. I got home and climbed straight up here without going to my room first, so it isn’t really like I’ve arrived home yet even though I’m sitting on top of my building.

I look down and see the busy evening traffic, the cars lined up waiting for the light to change on Nyerere Road. People are walking below me across the way by the park, home from work, home from school. Its busy below, yet I am separated from it all in my own little world. I am up about 5 or 6 stories with my feet dangling over the edge of the landing where all the building’s satellite dishes reside. I am almost even with the tops of these huge trees. Giant beautiful black and red birds glide overhead and land in the branches of the trees right in front of me. In the gap through the treetop where I’m sitting I can see the skyscrapers of the city. The evening sun has cast a brilliant orange light on them. Jackavin (or some word like that) trees are in bloom everywhere with their tiny yet vivid indigo blossoms, covering everything when they fall. A crane or a stork flaps away nearby every once in awhile. The birds are beginning to head home. Meanwhile the sky gets deeper and deeper blue while the moon begins to rise and the AON Insurance company behind me turns on its giant white neon sign. My shoulders are growing chilly and the skyscrapers in front of me no longer have their dazzling orange vibrancy. The cars down below have now cleared out and just drive by in a constant stream. The men in the street selling sim cards, car mats and snacks have gone. The streetlights down below me illuminate the darkening sidewalk. The cars still stream. The people still walk. Life goes on.

Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Sunday, October 14

We had a great day today, the fam and I. Kalanzo Musyoka, the 3^rd presidential candidate had his opening campaign rally today in Uhuru Park across the street. Since it was a Sunday, cousins were hanging out at the house when I wandered in in the morning. I wanted to check out the rally at some point just to see what it was like so Michelle, Chippa and I walked down there in search of ice cream. It was fun! Orange all over the place and thousands and thousands of people. It seemed a little more low-key than the Raila rally 2 weekends ago, but there were still a zillion people there. I was tempted to climb up some of the trees to see better the way that some people had done. We asked if they were still giving out T-shirts, but they said that was only in the morning. The guy said he’d get us some shirts later on though, so hopefully I have one coming! Then I had to study for my Kiswahili exam tomorrow so I headed over to Java House downtown because it’s about the only coffee house open on Sunday. I convinced Michelle and Chippa to come meet me later, insisting they would be helpful as fluent Kiswahili speakers. They didn’t seem so enthused, but must’ve been bored because they still showed up. I think they were surprised at how much fun we had. We probably stayed there 3 or 4 hours practicing Kiswahili and laughing about all kinds of stuff. Then chapati and ndengu (mashed beans and peas) for dinner, my favorite! (even though I accidentally told someone we were eating ndege which means airplane or bird, teehee) A lovely Sunday.

Happy Moi Day

Wednesday October 10

Yeah, former president Moi made a holiday for himself on his birthday, just like he named everything from streets in every town and universities and schools all after himself. We’ve been learning in political science about how the president here came to be revered and glorified as a god, his picture is required to be in every public building, you’ll get arrested for urinating in it’s presence (haha) and all the negative consequences of that, like making the president above the laws. Anyway, we get school off today! There was big debate over whether they should change it and not count it as a public holiday anymore because Moi’s legacy isn’t too admired by many, they might change it after this year.

It worked out well because Michelle’s birthday is also today so we went out last night and didn’t have to worry about waking up early in the morning for class. It was a really fun family outing-Michelle, Rhoda and Cheryl (my sisters) all went and Rachel (from K-our hostmoms are sisters, making us host cousins!), my host cousin Chippa, and Rhoda’s boyfriend. Today Rachel and Piper and I found this hotel up the road from my house where there is a pool people can pay 200 Ksh to swim in for the day. It was SO nice, and a beautiful day! (Most days here are beautiful and sunny) I think I’ll go there more often, there’s also a pool at the university that’s free, but I have to find where it is.

My mom went left this morning for Sweden for some kind of YWCA conference presentation and will be gone until the 23^rd. It’s funny that I just walked into the kitchen and thought to myself, “oh, we’ll have to cook our own food for the next two weeks. Wait, Mercy cooks all of the food” Mercy is our “housegirl.” They always refer to her by that title, even though she’s a grown woman. It’s interesting that I make that association with moms and cooking food, even though my mom here doesn’t cook any of the food.

A random observation: There are a lot of random holes in the sidewalks to watch out for as you’re walking. Lots of manhole covers are open often or just covers taken off of things I guess. Sometimes there are cones around them, but sometimes not, you just have to be careful. There’s also tons of construction all over the place, I think because Kenya is developing so rapidly.

I love palm trees. And these gigantic yellow flowers with blooms bigger than your hand in a huge archway at the university. I love all the plants here so much! I’m not missing the fall weather at home that I love so much when I’m there anymore. We’re moving into summer and wow, this weather is niiiice!

Eldoret Daytrip

Tuesday, October 9

On Saturday my mom, Michelle and a driver and I all drove to Eldoret for the day where my youngest sister, Monique, who is 15 goes to boarding school. It was long day-12 hours in the car for 3 hours spent at the school. It was so much fun though! I like riding in the car, just looking out the window and chatting. This was a really bad road though…and I thought the road to Mombasa was bad! Dad, you thought Shippy Road should have been renamed something else on our bike trip because it was so bad. Man, Shippy was smooth as ice compared to what we were driving on to Eldoret! You just had to slow down to about 5 MPH a lot to slowly drive over all the huge potholes and ruts. It’s sad that the roads are so badly taken care of, and that a trip that should take under 3 hours takes 6+ hours. It’s not like the state doesn’t have the money, it’s just mismanaged and not made a priority.

Anyhow, we got there in one piece and I got to meet Monique finally. She’s so great! She ran into the car, gave me a big hug and said “Alexandra!” when she saw me. We also met up with another sister, Cheryl who is 18 or 19 I think and goes to Moi University near Eldoret. Louis, a close family friend who also goes to Moi University also came. So now I’ve met all my siblings except for the 2 in the US. We had a really nice picnic lunch with all kinds of food! Chapati, fried chicken, pilau, beef, soda, mandazi (a little like donuts), samosas. It was amazing, we had good times eating and chatting and seeing Moni’s school-(they call her that too, Mom!) It was family visitor’s day, that’s why we came. Then a long long journey home that seemed to go on forever. We also brought Cheryl home with us because she just finished her semester so she’s home for the next 2 weeks. This is why I missed the rally in Uhuru Park on Saturday, there will be more though.

Happy birthday today, John Lennon!

Election Excitement!

Monday, October 8

One thing that has really excited me about being in Kenya is seeing all the challenges to overcome here and the way that the past few years have seen so much rapid growth. As I’ve mentioned before, Kenya gained independence from Britian in 1963 so it’s a very new country. I think it’s because of this newness, many of the Kenyans I’ve encountered have a very optimistic outlook for their country. None of them deny that the country has huge problems with poverty, tribalism, crime, corruption, effects of colonialism, etc, but all of those problems actually seem manageable with time, especially seeing how much positive development has occurred just in the 40ish years since independence. With the fervor for the elections growing more and more every day, I can see how hopeful many Kenyans feel about the future. President Moi’s 24-year presidency (dictatorship) which ended in 2002 put a damper on a lot of the political, social and economic development the country achieved after independence. But since that time, with Kibaki’s presidency so much growth has happened and I feel really excited for where the country is headed in the future. In my political science class (which is beyond excellent, by the way) we’ve had quite a number of “save-the-world discussions” as I like to call them, talking about solutions to the world’s problems. We all gave presentations last week about the ways that Kenya can overcome the colonial legacy left behind by the British and I felt so enthused by some of the answers we came up with. The world’s problems all seem so easy with discussions like that geared toward positive solutions.

Anyway, I feel really excited for the political future of this country and I hope that they continue with the track record they’ve had for the past few years. This past Saturday Raila Odinga (the candidate I’m supporting) had his rally to open his campaign in Uhuru Park, the huge park just down from my house where all kinds of events, political and otherwise, take place. (It’s funny to me as a US citizen that presidential candidates officially open their campaign only 2 months before the election, whereas in the US everything’s been heating up for awhile now and we’ve still got a year!) I unfortunately was out of town for the day with my family, but from what I heard of the rally it was fantastic. Nothing crazy happened, which was good, no riots or anything which is always the fear at these types of things in Kenya. The students who went to it said the air was really festive, cultural, celebratory and unifying. They stayed more on the outskirts of it all, which sounds like it was the more fun place anyway, where people were singing, dancing, partying, chanting and handing out all kinds of pins and orange flowers (because Raila’s party is the Orange Democratic Movement), celebrating. Right now Raila’s ahead by a lot in the polls, but all that can change really quickly (and Kibaki-his opponent and the current president-has ultimate control over when the election day is, and can do a lot to rig the elections). This is one problem with the unchecked presidential power in Kenya and something that really needs to be changed.

On the other hand, there is a lot of underhanded dirty stuff that goes on in the political realm. The health minister in Kenya is this really cool woman who speaks her mind and doesn’t really care what people are saying about her and she was sacked by the president on Saturday. The reason? She voiced her support for ODM, the president’s opposition. So much for freedom of speech. Also during the rally, the electricity in various parts of the city was turned off so that people couldn’t see the rally at home on TV…hmmm, very suspicious indeed. So the current president has a big advantage over anyone running against him because he enjoys so much unchecked power. It’s way exciting though, as you can probably tell by my lengthy descriptions of the Kenyan political scene.

Monday, October 8

I think that I am going to be a lot more participatory and vocal in classes after study abroad. This is a side effect that I hadn’t anticipated at all. It’s not that I’m completely silent in classes, but I usually am not one of the more talkative ones. Perhaps part of it has just been that I’ve been in classes now from 4-10 students so we’re all forced to participate in class discussions more. But a bigger part of the reason is that my level of confidence in everything that I do has grown immensely just in the time I’ve been here. I feel much more competent and confident about facing the world.

The GoDown

Friday, October 5

I might’ve just spent the best hour I’ve had so far in Kenya squished into the back of a Jeep with seven other people I just met stuck in Friday afternoon Nairobi traffic. We talked about all kinds of music, the elections, poetry, songwriting, recorded some stuff for a radio talk show and exchanged some phone numbers. Let me backtrack. I just got back from seeing where my ICRP internship for the next few months is going to be and I think it just may be the hottest internship I could possibly get. I am so excited!!

Part of our program here is doing an Integrative Cultural Research Project (ICRP) where we find some kind of local internship or develop a project for the purpose of integrating us more with the locals, improving language use, appreciating the cultural values, etc. We worked with our University of Nairobi program directors to find places we were interested in doing an internship. So I’ll be working at the GoDown Arts Center in the Industrial Area of Nairobi. It was started in 2003 for all different kinds of art and we just went down there today to check it out and sort of get a feel for what we’d specifically like to do there. They’ve never had interns before, but I think that’s going to be a really good thing because it opens it up a lot for us and, looking at the wide variety of stuff they have going on down there, I have lots of options. They’ve got a variety of dance and acrobatic troupes, a TV station, a radio talk show, music recording studios, galleries, and about 30 studios for local and international artists. There are various organizations having to do with the arts that house their offices and studios there, so I can affiliate myself with any one of them. (See www.thegodownartscentre.com, I haven’t looked at the website yet) I told them that I’m interested in doing some kind of community based art work if they have anything like that going on, so next week they’re setting me up to talk to some of the people doing work like that. One of the guys works doing art workshops in slums like Kibera and another is a dance troupe that takes kids out of the slums and teaches them how to dance. There were some other people too that I’m going to talk to. Mainly, I’m just so excited to be able to hang out down there all the time and see what all is going down at the GoDown (teehee) and in the art world of Nairobi which seems like it’s really been emerging within the last few years (everything in Nairobi has really flourished in the past few years, since 2002 when President Moi was finally gone)

Day to Day

Monday October 1, 2007

Kiswahili words and phrases are coming more and more naturally to me. I can say all the basic conversational things now. I’m not really capable of having that interesting of a conversation at this point in Kiswahili, but I can manage.

Each night before I go to bed I have to scrub my feet off with the washbasin and scrub brush in my room, particularly if I wore sandals that day because my feet get so dusty they’re completely brown by the end of the day. The sidewalk next to the park isn’t paved so it gets really dusty whenever it’s not raining and really muddy whenever it is.

I laughed when I saw my face on my University of Nairobi student ID. It’s so bleached out you can hardly see my face probably because the cameras are adjusted for Kenyan complexions. I remember in photography class when they taught us how to adjust our cameras for “ethnic faces.” I’m sure that was the case here. You’ve gotta take the skin color thing with a grain of salt. Mostly it just makes me laugh whenever all of us in the program are out walking somewhere in the city, like some giant walking white circus exhibit, everyone stares. It’s great fun.

I feel very complimented whenever someone tells me I did something like a true Kenyan. It’s the ultimate compliment. The other night my sister’s friend saw my ugali on my plate and said “Good girl! You’ve got a true portion of ugali there, no tourist portion!”

In Mombasa, Jamie and I finally figured out the trick to flushing Kenyan toilets as all of us had been having a great deal of trouble in this particular area. It’s all a matter of the FFF, that is, the Firm and Forceful Flush. I won’t even mention some of the other jokes that came out of this. Without the FFF, man, it’s never gonna work.

Mexican soaps broadcast in Kenya make for quite the comical evening. This top notch acting filmed at least 10 years ago is made even better by the fact that their mouths don’t follow what they’re saying since it’s dubbed into very expressive English.
Yes, you may perhaps think that I am wasting my time here watching this, but I insist, it’s quite a cultural experience!

I’m starting to get into really into hip-hop which is easily the most popular music here at least for the younger crowd. A couple of my sister’s friends are DJs at various clubs in town so I’ve gone to some slam poetry nights and I’m into it.

One girl in our K group constantly inserts the greatest puns into our conversations. I love it! No one bothers to make puns these days.

I spent this past weekend at the Nairobi International Film Festival which was amazing!!! And all free!! Lots of really good, powerful films, often with some kind of link to Africa in them but not always. It’s going on until Friday of this week! Yay!

Politics and Other Pursuasive Phenomena

Monday, October 1

Politics is a huge thing in Kenya at the moment because within the next 2 months a new president of Kenya is going to be elected. I am so much more up on the news here than I ever am in the US. I watch it each night in both Kiswahili and English. Each morning the headlines in the paper are always about the race. Mwai Kibaki, the current president is running for a second term with the Party for National Unity, while his opposition, Raila Odinga, is with the Orange Democratic Party. There are other candidates running too, but they’re the main ones. It’s so cool being in Nairobi, the center of it all and not experiencing it at a distance the way it is in the US. Our house is just across the street from Uhuru Park which is where all the political rallies take place, so we hear whenever there’s something going on there, and then see it on the news that evening. Yesterday morning a big caravan went by with Kibaki on it giving a speech from the top of a van. Later more trucks drove by with people singing reggae music about the praises of Kibaki. All the city is abuzz with all the latest election news every day.
It’s so interesting watching the election process unfold in a “developing country.” It’s similar in a lot of ways to the way it works in the US, but a lot of things are different as well. Basically, it’s a lot less formalized than the US. The candidates didn’t even declare they were running until a few weeks ago. Actually Kibaki just officially announced his campaign this past Saturday, while Odinga’s campaign launch is set for this coming Saturday. An interesting thing about this is that both of their campaign launches were supposed to be last week, but mysteriously Odinga’s got cancelled at the last minute. Very fishy. Another difference between the two is the way the youth get out and riot all the time at the rallies. Riots occur all the time about stuff like this, especially during elections. This is also the reason why our classes aren’t with other Kenyan students at the UoN. More so in the past than now, the university used to go on strike about various things and the students would take to the streets and riot. This could easily cancel classes for a month or so, which, if we were in those classes, would totally screw up our program. Anyway, it’s exciting and I’m eager to see how it all works out. (I think I’m for Raila although I’m not super certain about that.) Kenya got independence from Britian in 1963 and after that Jomo Kenyatta was the first president. The country really seemed to be on the right track to getting itself out of all the crap colonization left it with as best as it can. Then Moi became president and I guess he was ok at first, but then became like a dictator and ruled for 24 years and every single Kenyan I’ve talked to says he is a huge part of the reason for all the bad things here, mainly the corruption in the government became rampant because of him, and that corruption causes a lot of the other problems this country faces. I get the impression that the country just went completely downhill from anything Kenyatta helped it do when Moi was in power. The presidential power here is kind of an unchecked power and people here revere the president as a god, above the law. (in fact I’ll get arrested if I urinate in the presence of the president’s picture!) It’s kind of a blind trust in the president-much of it brought on by British colonization….which by the way, messed up this country so good. Nearly all the obstacles to the problems here are related in some way to European colonization. Anyway, then they finally got rid of Moi and Kibaki was elected in 2002 and he seems like he’s done his best to help out. It’s so hard to figure out whether candidates are good though, because when you talk to many Kenyans, much of it revolves around what tribe people are a part of and many tend to have loyalty only to their tribe regardless of a candidate’s political positions. (Another result of colonization, when the British did their best to pit the tribes against each other so that they would fight amongst themselves rather than unify against the British). Anyhow, I have yet to figure out the real story about each of these candidates. It's always a good conversation topic though.

Mombasa Safari

Monday, September 24, 2007

Last week our program took us on an all-expenses paid trip to gorgeous coastal city of Mombasa for Kiswahili camp. The eight hour drive started out on the world’s bumpiest road. Now this was no gravel road, this road to Mombasa. This was like rumble strips times 10. I didn’t know roads this bumpy could exist, honestly. My head kept hitting the ceiling and window and there were a couple times when I was sure this was my last day on earth. Only about 1 ½ hours was like that though and the rest felt like smooth sailing in comparison. (A new highway is between Nairobi and Mombasa is almost complete fortunately) I loved the ride though, apart from thinking I might die. The scenery looks just like the Lion King and there were baboons and zebras along the side of the road just hanging out, eating some grass and stuff. It was so cool!!!!!! I loved seeing the rural areas after only seeing the huge metropolis of Nairobi.

We stayed at the swanky Mombasa Beach Hotel right on the coast and certainly “not real Mombasa” where we had Kiswahili class each morning and fun outings and beach lounging and adventuring around the city all afternoon. It was way fun, especially to hang out with all of the people in my program all together and all the members of my family commented on how dark I looked when I got back. One afternoon we bargained with the guys on the beach for an afternoon of snorkeling. We went out on wooden sailboats handmade by our guides out of a single mango tree to the reef out in the ocean where we got snorkels and masks and got to look at some of the coolest fish I’ve ever seen, just swimming around in the reef. I saw the deepest color red starfish and puffer fish and little neon green and blue fish and zebra fish and rainbow-color changing fish, and gigantic vibrant shells with scorpions living inside that would reach out and these prickly dangerous looking sea anemones.
Another day we went on a nature hike in this reserve where we saw giraffes, monkeys, the biggest turtles I’ve ever seen that were 130 years old!!! All of them just walking around not in cages or anything. We saw hippos and antelopes and all kinds of storks and other birds. Then we saw snakes and crocodiles and other lizards. We went to Fort Jesus, the 16th century Portuguese fort and walked around the old town of Mombasa which was way cool. I wanted to spend a lot more time there than we did, but we’ll definitely be back sometime, probably on Christmas break.
Other than that it was lots of fun relaxing time and Kiswahili time chilling with our professors who are really really great to hang out with. All but one on our program is having their birthday while we’re here and we had the first while in Mombasa! So I think by the end we’re going to have this birthday party thing down! Best reason ever to throw a party! At the hotel restaurant at dinner the entire staff came out in a parade with huge torches and a cake and sang to her. It was a great night! This trip came at a perfect time in the adjustment process and was just what I needed then. I came home feeling so relaxed and ready to be in Nairobi again (although I was jealous our program wasn’t in Mombasa the whole time, mainly because of the beach and how cool the city is). Nairobi’s getting pretty cool in my book too though. Weather’s great, summer’s on it’s way.

the idea of time

I'm logging onto this and realizing how much time has really gone by and how different my thoughts are from just a few short weeks ago about Kenya. Already nearly a month has gone by that I've been here. I have a feeling time will only speed up faster and faster from here. It has felt very long and very short at the same time. I haven't written about our week in Mombasa extravaganza yet! I will soon, it was fantastic!

By the way, if anyone wants my mailing address here, email me at my kzoo address. Mail is great...hint, hint!
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Chakula ya Kenya

(Kenyan Cuisine)

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Many of the typical Kenyan dishes are common throughout all of East Africa. The character of the foods tends to be simple and filling, with some kind of starch with meat although I try to get a lot of fruits and vegetables in there too. Kenyan meals nearly always include some kind of meat, usually beef or chicken. This was a little tricky for me to get used to because although I’m not vegetarian, my diet at home rarely included meat. The first 2 weeks or so, my fingernails started growing a lot more quickly than usual. I don’t know the reason, but something in my diet I assume, maybe meat? One traditional Kenyan food available everywhere is ugali, that I think I’ve tried to describe before. I didn’t really like it that much at first, but it’s delicious now. It always has to be eaten with something like meat and sauce or kale or cabbage, because it’s pretty bland on it’s own. We also have rice a lot or pilau which is brown rice with pieces of meat mixed in sort of like a stew. Chapati is also a common meal in Kenyan households, borrowed from Indian cuisine, similar to a tortilla with rice or chicken. Chapati is one of my favorite meals…Ninapenda chapati sana. For lunch often we go out and grab something quick from Nakumatt, the grocery store or a bakery or local joint, which are kind of hit or miss-sometimes I’ve gotten some pretty tough chicken stew. Often I’ll get a samosa or sandwich from a bakery-sandwiches are always considered appetizers by Kenyan standards and never a meal, so they’re usually really cheap.

Breakfast in my house is pretty simple, which I like a lot. I know some of the other students have elaborate breakfasts of tea, eggs, meat, fruit and ugi (breakfast porridge drink) every morning. I am happy that I get to walk in the kitchen, pour myself a mug of tea from one of the numerous thermoses around the kitchen (tea is the drink of Kenya…I probably drink 4 glasses a day) It’s made with milk and sugar and so doesn’t usually taste like the typical tea I’m used to, but it’s delicious. Then I pour a bowl of cornflakes or have some toast and jam.

In the city there are lots of nice restaurants of all varieties. There is a strong Indian influence, but it tastes a lot different than real Indian food, still good though. And there is a really nice American style coffee house that has really yummy and very American tasting burgers and toasted sandwiches. Also interesting to me is the wide variety of Mexican food available at the American place. It’s slightly more expensive than other restaurants (a whopping $4 for a sandwich, which isn’t bad obviously, but cheaper can certainly be found) With money I’ve found it’s wiser to not convert to American all the time, because you’ll think you’re getting a good deal and you’re really not.

I am surprised there are really no American chain fast-food restaurants anywhere. I’ve not seen a single McDonalds since coming here or any other American restaurants for that matter. I have seen restaurants with American names though, like there’s a Taco Bell, which is a bar that ironically serves no Mexican food, and the other day we saw a restaurant called Hooters that looked nothing like it’s American counterpart of the same name.