Nairobi

The next day started with brunch at the cousin’s place – again bringing some groceries.

In the afternoon, we went to some maasai market for souvenir shopping and then walked around the city center. Some time in the afternoon the new president would be officially declared – so the city was exactly the right place to be.. ðŸ˜‰

Buying postcards was rather complicated. We were told the post office should have some. But at the counter where they’re usually available, we were told they are not here at the moment and we need to go to some other part of the office, outside and around the corner. And there really was some kind of shop that seemes to have glittery “happy birthday” cards with giraffes or whatever on them. The door was closed at the moment and a woman at another counter told us, they closed a bit early, at 4, because of the elections. And it wasn’t even 4 yet ðŸ™‚

Eventually, and totally by accident, we walked past some fancy hotel, asked about postcards and ended up in the hotel’s souvenir shop. Even better: they didn’t only sell postcards but also stamps.

We had a beer watching all the colourful matatus ignoring traffic rules, then had fish and ugali for dinner before going to a bar for karaoke. I was told it’s too dangerous for ME to walk back to the car.. so we ended up taking a taxi instead of walking.. ðŸ˜‰

On my last day, I spent more than 3 hours at the haidresser… it seemed like random women would stop by for a while and join braiding my hair.. there were about 4 of them in the 3 hours. one of them was eating a corn cob at the same time, taking a bite, then finishing a braid to take another bite. well, whatever ðŸ˜‰