Saturday, May 02, 2009

catch up

Back after a brief tour of western Kenya, torn between the realities of bustling, Kampala city and a rural Africa. It all keeps me inking and thinking.

Am wondering when might the English queen pass by, as you stand by Kampala street touchlines, a couple of things are sinking though some bit of glamour is rising up. If the most powerful woman on earth passes by her former protectorate Kampala might have another breath of splendor.

It takes me a while before I get a real meal of Matooke, everywhere I went to in western Kenya I was being reminded of the Matooke factor, I had a chance to have it another form the “Liquid Matooke

Many of the areas I visited the kids there seemed healthy but curious and afraid of strangers. It looks like they held back by a sudden wind of remoteness or just recovering from the post 2007 election violence, despair looms in the older youths.

Kisumu – Kampala

One thing I would love to do most is to have a ride with the American leader in a Kisumu bound taxi, I wonder why the son of the Land chose to lead another nation as if we don’t have our own problems, well I mean no Idol worship I had a ride with the world’s most powerful man at the back of my seat, but only in a poster form.

The “matatu” would not only stop for a while at police check point only to be waved off like a Ferrari racing car.

The Kenyans had multiple questions for the touring Ugandan, like why we don’t use Swahili in my country, I don’t even know but perhaps we have our languages, some Swahili is one of them.

Why claim their Migingo (a tiny island on Lake Victoria) I don’t even know what this means, it is not even visible on the world map. I need a mind magnifier just like the rest of the world.

Catch me if you can.