Today’s funnies (this is what my mother thinks they might be):
1. Java House in the Nairobi Airport is spiking my drinks. This earns the waiter another 100KSH.
2. Being Attention Deficit Disordered, I often forget the marvels of Kenya. On the highway today, we drove past a Maasai herding cattle. Wind blowing his purple shuka (tune in romantic African safari song), sunset, and a fabulous dozen head of cows. A backdrop of metal factories and new housing developments.
3. Project Diaspora has shaken my debate cells. I really do not agree with this post on aid organizations and LGBT, but, after further consideration, I will write about the “Globalization of Values” for the World Bank’s You Think on Friday.
4. Sometimes planes start boarding two hours before boarding time. Sometimes one hour. Sometimes five minutes. Here’s to hoping Java House won’t wreck my judgment.
5. I keep thinking the guy next to me on a very fancy Apple (nicer than mine by far) is wearing purple jeans. But, no, it’s just the lights under the counter. Though, he is drinking hot chocolate with his friend. You rarely see Kenyans imbibing anything other than Tuskers in bars (hooray! – I agree). Oh and he speaks French. Swoon.
6. Driving through the police block today, the taxi driver clearly paid off the policeman. But I asked him whether or not he had and he said “Noooo….” What’s the point of hiding this from Westerners? Ah, reputation. My former taxi driver would explain that the poor police lady had spent the night on patrol and needed a few extra bob for chai. I liked this explanation much more (and agreed with it) than the blatant, “Whaaat?”
