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 Despite dangers, the chance to spot animals like this giraffe make Kenya a tempting destination. (Clipart.com) |
Recently a friend asked, "Why are you and a group of journalists going to Kenya when there's so much violence?"
I stole my reply from Sir Edmund Hilary when asked why he wanted to climb Mount Everest. Hilary replied: "Because it's there."
But I also questioned whether TV pictures were telling the complete story of what was happening in Kenya and if it is a safe destination.
It's a long flight to Nairobi and my brain was fuzzy on arrival. But not so dull that I couldn't see these newspaper headlines at the airport: "Fires raging in Kenya" or "What a sad day for Kenya." I started to worry my friend might be right.
Such headlines around the world have recently decimated tourism in Kenya.
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Shortly after I was sitting at the Exchange bar in the Stanley hotel in Nairobi, a popular watering hole once frequented by novelist and big game hunter Ernest Hemingway.
Like in Hemingway's time, bars are a good source of information and this one didn't let me down. One dejected man, who owned a tourist lodge in northern Kenya, said he had lost 95% of his business! He blasted both international and local media for inflicting hysteria.
"Why do they create misleading headlines when not one tourist has been injured from local tribal disturbances?" he asked.
Now he was forced to fire local help and wondered what would happen to their families when food shortages were occurring in rural areas.
So how much unrest did we encounter while travelling in the bush for more than 800 km? The only hostile natives were herds of giraffes or elephants that often blocked the roadways.
But we did lose some property. One day while watching hippos, I looked back at our safari van and found an entrepreneuring baboon having a field day stealing whatever he fancied. He escaped with a bag of lozenges, devoured them as if he suffered from the mother of all coughs, and refused to share his loot with other baboons.
It was a great advertisement for Ricola cough drops.
While the country has problems, during my trip, I felt safer in rural Kenya than in some parts of Toronto.
How did the people of Kenya react to our presence? To get to the game reserves we passed by van through small villages along the way. If I were living under their primitive conditions and saw well-heeled North Americans, I doubt I'd be tossing kisses to them. But everywhere we travelled -- both in these villages and in safari country -- all we saw were smiling, waving residents. Clad in colourful robes and head scarves, they made quite a handsome sight.
The safari experience, a combination of magnificent scenery and natural animal life, is the high point of any trip to Kenya and the closest you'll ever get to heaven.
I've heard people say, "You can see elephants at a zoo." But until you've seen herds of elephants slowly walking across the savannah you cannot capture the magnificence of these animals. Nor do you understand the drama of Africa until you see zebras, giraffes and other animals at night standing motionless at water holes listening intensely for the approach of lions seeking a meal.
While travelling on safari (which means "journey" in the Swahili language), I didn't suffer one iota of discomfort.
East Africa straddles the equator and is a land of enormous variety, stunning beauty and first-class lodges.
The first night we stayed at Amboselli Sopa Lodge located at the foot of the mighty Mount Kilimanjaro in Amboseli National Park. It was this strategic location that inspired Hemingway's unforgettable story, The Snows of Kilimanjaro.
Then as we drove further east to Tsavo National Park, we enjoyed the comfort and ambience of the Kilaguni Serena Safari Lodge.
Later, for contrast, we visited a Masai village. We were welcomed to the villagers' mud homes and witnessed first-hand how they still live mainly on meat, milk and the blood of their animals.
These proud, tall people with their vivid red cloaks are mainly cattle breeders who firmly believe any other pursuit would be demeaning to them and insulting to their god. They have such a strong belief in the superiority of their culture that it has survived the pressure of modern society.
In fact, when the Uganda railway was built in the 1890s, the British had to import East Indians to do the work. The Masai could not be persuaded to work for money, as they had no use for it. History shows they made the right decision. So many East Indians lost their lives and so much money was expended on this endeavour that politicians in the House of Commons labelled it the "lunatic railway."
As a medical journalist I had one eye on animals, the other on humans. One thing that caught my eye was the thinness of children and adults. One morning, I witnessed large numbers of children on their way to school. I could not find a single child that was obese. Each day they walked kilometres to their school in neat uniforms. What a contrast to the children I see in this country.
North Americans could learn from Kenya about public smoking. One day I was walking around Nairobi with a U.S. journalist who was told to put out his cigarette. If he wanted to smoke, he would have to find one of the outside legal smoking areas that are well marked in Nairobi.
It's unfortunate I did not visit Kenya years ago to learn about a unique treatment for infertility. Today, specialists, even with a bag-full of hormones and techniques, often fail to cure infertility.
During a tour of Mombasa my guide told me about the Baobab tree. This, he said, was the ultimate answer to infertility. Women must run around the tree naked at night 100 times, then rush home to do what comes naturally. Unfortunately my guide could not provide statistics. But the results might even be better in frigid Canada.
So how did this Kenya experience shape up in the end?
Prior to leaving Kenya, we visited Karen Blixen's home outside of Nairobi. Her life was depicted by Meryl Streep and Robert Redford in the movie Out of Africa. Her home contains pictures of her struggle to prosper as a tobacco farmer in a foreign land.
I believe Out of Africa was one of the most moving movies I've ever seen and this was a fitting way to end our trip. It provided a glimpse of the awe-inspiring scenery and life at that time.
But the feelings prompted by the film are multiplied 10 times by experiencing the real thing.
As I departed for home, I hoped that the hysteria that has decimated the economic health of Kenya will subside. Tourism is the life blood of this beautiful country and its loss is akin to cutting off oxygen to an ailing patient.
Besides, if you have a little Scottish blood, it's bargain-basement time to visit this country. In fact, I can hardly wait until next year when I will travel to Kenya again with my son.
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For tourism information on Kenya, contact the Kenya Tourist Board at magicalkenya.com or 1-866-44-kenya.