Mombasa lovin’

If Maasai Mara is the Kenyan gem hidden in the tranquillity of the vast Mara conservancy, then Mombasa must be the significant noisy other! A tale of two places in one entity but so torn from each other that they appear to be galaxies apart. If they were brothers, Mara would be the elder, suave, collected, decisive one who listens to Jazz and Country music taking extravagant sips of exotic French wine, a sucker for women in high heels too

Five Photos, Five Stories: Day 1.

Five Photos, Five stories is a writing challenge whereby a blogger, once nominated, is required to write five stories (fiction or otherwise), each with a photo. No particular length has been set so it is an incredible challenge.

Being a Wilde Beast calf……..

Governors camp is a spectacular place to be at. Like all lodges and camps in the Mara, the people here are uniquely jovial and welcoming. People you never forget as you settle back in your boring city life!

Leaving your heart in the Maasai Mara.

Africa is a lovely place. Freaking hot. Generous people with genuine smiles that even Hollywood can’t create. Extremely beautiful and its jungles are rather commodious as opposed to the unforgiving disposition of say the South American ones. Anacondas are not pet snakes you know.

The Maasai: Over rated and Over Branded!

I have mentioned here before about my ancestry, stemming from an industrious bunch of Homo sapiens called Bantus, who are in most parts of Africa too. The Maasai, a people I feel are over rated happen to be Cushites. Whereas Bantus are made for horticulture and the corporate world, the Maasai are made for war and fake war cries.