An African night out

Dear friends,

This is just a quick one to share our African night out with you guys. Quite an experience! We dressed up by wearing skirts (you hardly see a girl in trousers around here, so us wearing skirts was REALLY APPRECIATED….For example I handed a pair of trousers to one of the girls sharing our room with us, but she was so afraid of her dad seeing her in trousers that she wore a skirt on top of the trousers).

One of our friends picked us up and we went to a small club at the end of town (5 minutes walk). When we entered the club, EVERYONE looked at us. It’s obvious that they are not used to white people. While having a drink, we observe the African way of dancing. The local African music is much slower than the songs played in European discos and the dancing is accordingly. 

After a while we start dancing as well. A girl approaches us immediately, takes our hands and start “showing” us how to dance. It feels like a monkey bending over and moving its arms in an uncontrolled way…

Kenya has 42 tribes and the DJ plays the local music of every single tribe to please them. When they do, the tribe members start dancing in “their way”. If you take away the disco and add a campfire, you have a perfect tribal dancing for the next western movie….

However, tribes are quite proud about their dancing and happily “train” non members of their tribes including two little white girls. And I do admit, in a slightly drunken mode this is a lot of fun!

It was less fun walking back home as the status of the road intensifies the “slightly” drunken feeling that you get after drinking 3 bottles of “Tusker” (local beer). But again we were well looked after. Our friends (that acted as watch dogs even in the disco, e.g., running after Alex when she went for a cigarette so that she wasn’t on her own) accompanied us home.

What an experience!

Have a nice day,

Alex and Agnes