Hmmm…Riiight. Like I can even attempt to answer that question with any sort of authority. Although a friend recently called me the East African Carrie Bradshaw during a late night Facebook chat (you can imagine the kind of stories we were swapping ), I’ll have to decline the title because it’s simply not true. Nonetheless, I have recently realized that I have been on at least one date with men from each of the five East African countries (and had relationships with men from three of these), so neither am I entirely clueless on the subject. Continue reading
I love to hear from you, dear reader. I love it even more when, in your comments, you tell me about a product, service, or establishment in East Africa that I know little about but that hopefully, I can try for myself one day. Last month, I was pleased to receive my share of such comments. In case you missed them, allow me to share a few of these with you.
Hi. Believe it or not, today ChickAboutTown turns three! You can’t believe it? Neither can I. Where did all the years go? What I can say for sure is that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing this blog and interacting with you, my dear readers and fellow bloggers, over the past three years.
As one often does on anniversaries, today I am reminiscing. I am looking at the highlights and the “low-lights” of my blogging journey over the past three years. Without going into too much details, I’ve been looking through my archives trying to figure out what it is that you most enjoyed, what you didn’t, what I most enjoyed, and what I didn’t. For instance, for the first time ever, I thought to take a look at which posts had you talking the most, i.e., those that generated the most comments from you. That made for an interesting find. Continue reading
Some would be embarrassed to admit it, but I am going to give it to you straight up: I don’t watch, listen to, or read the news. It’s not that I like to be out of the loop; rather, this is a defense mechanism that I developed after first being exposed to the gruesome, horrific, doomsday nature of news in Kenya. After spending many troubled nights feeling like the world was a horrible place, nights on which coincidentally I had watched the evening news, I put two-and-two together and decided to forgo having my finger on the pulse of current events, in favor of being a calmer, happier, more positive Nairobi resident. This defense mechanism eventually spilled over to all forms of daily news including newspapers and news on radio, as well as to other countries (well, except for Uganda, where I find reading The New Vision a real pleasure…but I digress).
How do I keep abreast of what’s going on in the world, you might ask? My response to you would be: if something is really important and worth knowing about, then people will be talking (and blogging) about it, so eventually I’d find out somehow. Take, for instance, the advent of submarine fiber optic cable to East Africa. Continue reading