letters from nairobi

first impressions
November 13, 2011, 17:15
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I am sitting on my balcony in the shade, barefoot, listening to the rushing waters of the creek that coils through the sloping hills of Westlands. The sound is pressing, incessant, not yet having become part of the background hum to which I am accustomed.

But it will.

I have been in Africa for less than a day. First impressions are polaroid snapshots: the hunched silhouettes of marabou storks motionless in high tree branches, red clay soil, guards lounging against whitewashed porticos, their army green berets and old rifles glinting in the sun, birdsong.

And English, everywhere English, lilting with accents that make it sound beautiful, new again.


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