On our first morning at Serena Mivumo River Lodge in Tanzania, we went on a daylong game drive. It was uneventful, until we happened on a pair of mating lions and then got stuck tracking down elephants.
There’s a young festival that takes place every December on Rusinga Island. A celebration of the Abasuba people and their culture, language and artefacts. It’s a cultural answer to the question “Can a people die?”
The Amboseli Serena Safari Lodge has a different set of chandeliers, rows upon rows of calabashes hanging from the room. Some are bored at the bottom and carved on the sides with little nondescript patterns. A wire is then passed through their necks and bulbs through their open bases.
Life has its miseries wherever you may be. Into each life some rain must fall it floods onto the poor. They try to darn it somewhat. These lines from Hama Tuma’s The Case of the Prison-Monger started running through my head yesterday when we walked into a man’s home somewhere between Igoji and Embu. Maureen, …