Last Sunday Mikel and I went to the Nairobi National Park. This amazing place is essentially an urban safari – buffalo, giraffes, zebras, even lions inhabit some 120 square kilometers of protected land just bordering the city. A visitor can enjoy the surreal experience of peering past a giraffe’s neck toward a panorama of skyscrapers. A truly amazing sanctuary, particularly in light of land-grabbing in Nairobi and beyond.
The highlight for us though was the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust located in a special area of the park. This is where we experienced cuteness the likes of which can only compare to, maybe, housing a pile of kittens. But everyone has seen kittens. What about the kitten version of enormous, two ton mammals that can both stomp you to death or perform circus tricks, depending on the situation? That’s right – baby elephants.
I also wanted to let you all know, Christmas is here in Nairobi – especially at Yaya Center Shopping Mall, a haven for expats and also where I’ll admit we sometimes do sneak off for excellent coffee and pastries after a rough workday in Kibera. Lately we’ve been serenaded by this chorus performing at the photo-with-Santa booth in a Coca-Cola sponsored mall wonderland:
And in case you wondered, they do get down sometimes too:
I swear I’d go to church more than once a year if everyone would shake their hips like that in front of God and everybody.
I am with you, Ricaji, on the essence of worship. Were it as fused with daily, joyous activity such as dancing, as you’ve illustrated, I might go to church as frequent as you do.
Good scoop!