-- A road trip with some friends to
Shimoni, a chance for me to see some of the
territory of Kenya.
The driving can best be described
as impressive-gay-abandon, and we sail over
immense pot holes like eagles on the wing, while
the screech of our tyres makes people turn and
"This all used to be
bush," one friend tells me pointing at the
As we get closer to Shimoni, on
the way to Tanzania, we begin to see how the
countryside used to look ten or fifteen years ago.
But even here the trees are being
The Kenyan landscape is changing
Most everyone I speak to will
tell me how the coastline has changed beyond all
recognition in just a few years, houses and
apartments springing up everywhere, property
prices going through the roof in a big fat
‘This must be unsustainable’,
But then again a lot of it is rich
money, pirate money, and so the dynamics are
different from your regular market dynamics.
London is similar (less pirates,
more Russians) with some places now so expensive
that even the old aristocracy are being priced
out. If I remember rightly, a year or so ago, the
Goldsmiths were trying to build up a campaign to
reduce foreign ownership in Kensington.
Nothing came of it: in the end,
money is money.
We spend a night at the lovely Shimoni
Reef Hotel gazing out to the sands and the
moon and the stars and put the world to rights.
On the way back we stop for corn
on the cob with chilli and lemon, and drink soda
water in bottles with straws, while gazing out
at the port.
I’m told this area is where
Asian teenagers and families come to hang out on a
It’s shaping up to be another