Social Engineering.

A few weeks ago, my friend told me that he had been robbed of a substantial amount of money, his phone and some other documents by unknown people he met in Nairobi. He says that he was walking along one of the crowded Nairobi streets, minding his won business, as permitted by the Nairobi City Council. He was then approached by a first person who familiarly greeted him and proceeded to *shake* his hand.The first person looked strange to him, but asked him if he could not remember him. He proceeded to *remind* him that they had met at his home area somewhere in Yatta.He even mentioned the name of a family member of my friend.He even asked my friend if he was going to pay his college fee,which surprisingly he was going to do.

Another second person then joined the first person, and the first person proceeded to introduce my friend to the second person as an old friend.The second friend then suggested they go for a cup of tea. my friend doesn't remember what happened after that, but ended up minus his personal effects.

I thought that my friend might have been under the influence of alcohol and that the story was a cock and bull story, until today.

Talking about today, I was walking along the streets of Thika, doing what is permitted by the Municipal Council of Thika.Someone, x, abruptly said hi to me. I said hi back, a 'who-the-F*(okay, who-the-hell)' look. He *shook* hands with me, and proceeded to *remind* me that we had met back home, and that he was a friend to my brother, who he proceeded to name(yeah, real name). He then asked me "how is college, is it Ruiru, or Juja?" I told him that it is fine and that I was actually in JKUAT(I am not there for the record). A second person, y, then approached him, and person x introduced me to person y. person y then suggested that we go take a cup of tea, but I declined saying that I was in a hurry.

Later in the day, I came across person x and y along a different part of the same main street in Thika, and again, they insisted that we go for a cup of tea, or they buy me sugar. again I declined.

If you think mine is a cock and bull story, suit yourself, coz it is not. Be afraid.

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Beers in Kenya: A sober opinion

I have had a short beer swigging stint in my life. It has however been long enough for me to share my opinions of Kenyan beer. Interestingly, over the course of sharing such opinions with other drunkards connoisseurs, I have found that we all have different views as to what beer is the best, which one makes you too drunk, or which one gives a free, extra hangover for every hangover you get from it.
For starters, like everyone else, I discovered that beer isn’t as sweet as it looks like in those adverts that show golden barley swaying in breezes, happy men smiling and toasting chilled, foaming glasses of beer as a deep voice does some narration in the background.
Beer is bitter! Now, it turns out beer is intentionally made bitter. See, beer shares the same ingredients as bread. The major difference is that bread isn't fermented. Bread is sweet, so why isn't beer sweet?

How much Nairobi Residents Pay in Rent

In my last post, I explained how difficult for people looking for housing in Nairobi. The main challenge is lack of information. On this front, I began a project that will collect some information, which will provide some start for those looking for housing in different areas in the city.

In the last one month, 33 people have given their responses.

Interesting enough, majority of the respondents, 16 to be exact, live in 2 bedrooms. This may mean that either 2 bedrooms are the most popular rentals in the city, or the most available. Only one way to find out - if you live in a 2 bedroom rental, here’s another survey.

10 of those who filled in the survey live in self contained 1 bedrooms.

5 people have 3 bedrooms, including 2 in Kikuyu, 1 in Ngong and Lower Kabete each, and another around Langata/National Park.

1 respondent has a 4 bedroom, while another one has a self contained bedsitter.
Pricing

Turning to pricing, the price of 1 bedrooms ranges from Kshs. 10,000 in Rongai to Kshs…

Kenyan products: The art of punishing your consumer

Peanut butter used to taste so good, but you could not afford it on the pocket money that you got back in school. A few years later, you have your first real job and your first "disposable" income. You buy your first real tub of peanut butter , probably the first in your life. You feel proud that Dominion peanut butter is manufactured in Ruiru, a town that you visited in your campus days to withdraw your pocket money , it was the nearest bank ATM to your campus. This was before Equity bank became a mainstream bank and decided to open an ATM in your campus, and before M-Pesa meant that you could withdraw your pocket money next to the kibanda where you had your one meal of the day.

The peanut butter though is a far cry form the peanut butter you remember. It does not taste that good, and turns into some sort of stone barely before you are a third way through the jar. The stone is not a kind that you learned about in your Geography classes though.

Dejectedly, you decide not …

Why Kenyans love Kigali (Part 2)

See part 1 of why Kenyans Love Kigali, which this articl is a continuation.

In my previous post on why Kenyans love Kigali, or Rwanda for that matter, I had mentioned on the security of the city. The post however widely dealt with the feel and appearance of the city, and a little bit of the country.

Both of my visits to Kigali have been through the airport, though you may opt for a more adventurous journey by road. Getting to Kigali then required a Kenyan passport, but no visa. Now, all you need to go through both Uganda and Rwandan borders are a National Identity Card.

For travel by air, Rwandair is a cheaper option for Kenyans as compared to our national flag carrier, Kenya Airways. Ironically, most other Africans get to Kigali via Kenya Airways, thought most Kenyans will opt for the cheaper Rwandair. The flights are comfortable and the service on board the 1 hour 15 minutes flight is great.

Depending on the weather, your landing can be quite full of turbulence in Kigali. The airpor…

A ride on the new Nairobi Commuter Railway from Imara Daima Railway Station

Foreplay Today morning found me walking to the bus stop as usual. This usually involves crossing the highway we call Mombasa Road, where we don't have foot bridges. Perhaps, there would be foot bridges if the government did not have to spend money on designing logos, branding stuff and Mercedes Benzes for visitors.
Government aside, I usually check if there are lots of people at my bus stop, and if so, do a 10 minute walk to the next one. See, our bus stop has too many people at peak hours which means you have to spent 30 minutes there or start off your day with a short run, after a bus.
Today, it did look busy, they didn't appear to be many people, but there were police officers. A lorry carrying ballast had tipped over by the side of the road, and this was slowing down traffic, probably people stopping by to watch. 3 officers, these are too many for an understaffed force (in a country where dozens of them will line up the highways when the president is passing by?). Mayb…

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