A LOVE LETTER TO NAIROBI
Nairobi, the City under the sun.
Hi. I am Sandra Tacko and I am crazy amazing. Welcome to Lwile’s blog!
A four-letter word.
A four-letter word that describes you in every possible way.
The unpaved roads. The traffic-laden highways.
The chaotic CBD. The soothing nature walks in Arboretum.
The addictive street foods. The best international cuisines on all major restaurants and hotels.
The Nyama Choma.
The local beer.
The vibrant culture.
The rugby 7’s tournaments, the football tournaments, the live music shows, the club-hopping-
They all scream you. They all scream Nairobi.
They all scream home!
Nairobi yangu, Nairobi yangu
My city in the sun
Nimeishi New York, LA and London
And they were nice
Nimeona Amsterdam, Barcelona and Istanbul with my own eyes
Kuna city moja, Where I found love
Nairobi, I admire your tenacity!
The 1998 US Embassy bombings, the 2012 Al-Shabaab attacks, the 2013 Westgate Mall Shootings and the 2019 Dusitd2 complex attack are all horrors that you’ve faced and you are still standing strong!
Despite the insecurity lurking in the corners, the squandering of your resources by public offices, you still exude an air of possibility.
You are still welcoming, and open to all!
You are still bustling with energy!
You are still vibrant!
You are still the green city, standing strong, under the sun!
I have written letters to Paris and Barcelona talking about experiencing-visiting them for a while-
I have daydreamed about living in South Africa for a year or two-
I want to travel the world. I want to always come back to you.
I love you,
This is my fourth installment in the ‘Love Letters’ blog series. I hope you liked it.
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Thank you so so much for reading and, again, I really hope you enjoyed this post.
Remember to always stay in your magic❤
Editor’s note – here are the links to the other three ‘Love Letters’ in the series:
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