It was the sound of flapping that woke me. I assumed it was a large bird, an owl perhaps, flying up with its prey to the branches above my tent. But the noise got louder and it was close – grunting, breaking, tearing, ripping and munching sounds on all sides. And then I heard it,Read More
Drunk British Soldiers
The last bit of business in Nanyuki was to do some house-hunting. BOMA needs a more permanent set-up for housing our BOMA Fellows and interns and we are looking for a place that is large enough to provide housing as well as accommodate our office. Most importantly, it needs to be in a secure andRead More