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K or Kind
Without a doubt, my holiday to East Africa is the best holiday I have ever been on. Big call with so many more places I’d like to visit but it is cemented firmly in my heart and mind. To celebrate my 40th birthday,we went with our close friends on a safari through Kenya and Tanzania, tacking on our own visit to Victoria Falls in Zambia and a week in Zanzibar at the end. It was a low rent affair, with the four of us sharing hostel rooms to save on costs and opting for the camping option on our safari. It was like no other holiday. Out Of Africa landscapes; people walking, walking, walking to get to where they needed no matter how remote the location; picture book animals (though sadly, no leopard for us) and; better mobile phone coverage than Australia – everyone, no matter how poor, appears to have some form of mobile phone. It was fascinating to see the local women in bright tribal prints, a basket of food balanced on their head, a baby on one hip and a mobile phone attached to their ear as they walked home from a busy day at the border crossing market.
This mix of modern and traditional is also evident in this photo. Our tour guide was of mixed race. Half Maasai and half Kikuyu – something that is frowned upon by both tribes. When the guide’s (Maasai) father passed away, his mother and brothers were forced to leave the Maasai reserve and live elsewhere. As an adult, he took the opportunity on the regular safaris he led back to the Maasai Mara to stay a night in a local Maasai house or boma, wear traditional costume and invite his friends to tag along for a few hours.
These two sat atop our safari truck, keeping an eye out for wildlife as we ate our lunch in the whispering grasses. It was a serious business with plenty of skeletons scattered about to remind us exactly who the king of the savannah was but, there was still time to joke. Whilst we munched on our sandwiches, these two warriors were clowning around, trying to push each other from the top of the truck (as you do). Though you can’t see it in this photo they have spears but also guns. They are wearing the traditional Maasai shuka rug and garments but also have high performance watches. The smiles tell a story of friendship, strength and pride. A blend of traditional and modern and lovely photo to boot.