And back to
Africa! After some refreshing holidays in France, is time to go back to work.
Now the project is totally different and with different people. This is not
about delivering a technical solution but more of a field study. The rest of
the team: Till and Judith from Germany, Iliana from Greece and Simone from
Italy, came to Nairobi ten days ago, and they have been having different
meetings with people from NGO’s and Kenya Power.
I came on
Friday, Till and Iliana went to pick me up at the airport. This is very similar
to Dakar, but at the same time very different. It is also kind of dry, the city
doesn’t have much infrastructure, there are traffic jams everywhere, and the
weather is warm. Nevertheless, here there are no donkeys on the streets and,
since Kenya was an English colony, everybody speaks English which makes
communication and human relations easier for me. It took us almost 2 hours to
get from the airport to our place, what usually takes 15 minutes; the traffic
jams are astonishing! I got to the house and I was a little impressed. I’ve
been in Senegal in the countryside, so I wasn’t expecting nice houses; but
here, we were in the city and we were paying quite some money for this house
and it is spacious, but is empty and bad maintained. We stayed there the whole
afternoon, I was trying to answer emails and enjoy communication to the world
again.
We live in
a so-called Estate, these are groups of houses that look the same, are enclosed
and have a group of security people at the entrance. In Guatemala, we called
them “Residenciales”, and the fact of being enclosed and having the same house
as everybody, impressed my European friends. In front of our Estate there is a
market. One of the tailors of the market, Zircali, is our friend; so he called
us in the night to go out for a beer. We went to a bar near the market, very
small and it looked like the bars in the countryside in Senegal, with wooden
and plastic chairs. The music reminded me that I was back to Africa. Zircali
calls himself “The government” and tells everybody to call him this way; he
knows a lot of people, all of them say that they have a lot of money, show off
their cell phones and brag about their houses. After sometimes, the girls and I
went to sleep and the boys keep on partying with Zircali and his friends.
The next
day I decided to stay in home and to keep catching up with my work. The girls
went hiking and the boys slept until late.
I did my laundry, by hand again; this time I was expecting to have a
laundry machine, but no, so it was very disappointing. Then, when I tried to
work, there was no internet, so I couldn’t work the whole day. In the
afternoon, we went with the boys to look for a swimming pool. The only one we
found was in the golf club, but we needed to be members, so we came back. The
day went by without internet and not many news; and during the night we had to
pack our things, since Till, Judith and me were coming to Lodwar.
We had to
wake up very early on Sunday to take our plane to Lodwar. I couldn’t sleep very
well since our landowner was moving out and went away until 2 am. This time it
took us just 15 minutes to reach the airport, so we got earlier than we
expected. At the desk of Fly 540, the ladies told us that since we had come
early, we could take the first airplane that was supposed to leave at 7 am (by
that time it was already 730 am).
So we were happy, maybe we could gain some
time. We were in the waiting room and a girl approached to all the people that
were supposed to take our flight and told us that the plane was already there,
but it was getting fuel. One hour after, we started boarding. So at the end,
the first plane that was supposed to be 2 hours before ours, took off just at
the time we were supposed to take off: 9 am. It was a scary flight, a small
plane that shook a lot. From the sky we
could see how we were approaching the deserted north of Kenya.
After one
and a half hours, we arrived in Lodwar. Henry, the manager of the off-grid
stations of Kenya Power had arranged our stay, so a Taxi driver went to pick us
up and left us in our hotel or, as they call it, guest house. Lodwar is a
city, that as Till says, can be much nicer if it was paved. So, it is very dry,
dusty and warm. Is like we are in the middle of nowhere. There are just some business,
like grocery stores, restaurants, cell phone services and other guest houses.
There is no
much to see or do here, but is interesting to see how other people live. We can
see that they eat a lot of meat, especially goat. And they have a lot of food
very similar to Guatemalan food: Chapati, that seems a tortilla, Ugali, that is
like tamal and they also eat a lot of beans. I enjoy a lot the food here! =)
On Monday,
we decided to go to Elisey Springs, near Turkana Lake. According to our tourist guide book, there
was nothing very interesting to do, but it was a nice place to see. Our driver picked us up at 8 and we drove for
2 hours. The way was very interesting, just after we left the “city center”,
there was nothing, but some trees and dust. Once in a while, we came to see
small huts and then everything was a big savanna, just like in The Lion King
movie. We also saw a lot of goats and
some people walking. These people were Turkanas, they are the tribu that lives
near Turkana Lake, they wear just a piece of cloth to cover their main body and
the ladies wear many necklaces that stretch their necks. According to our
guidebook, they don’t like to be photographed, so that’s why I don’t have nice
pictures of them, even I met some of them. I met a lady, called Maria, she was
very nice to me. Most of these people speak English, but is very difficult to
understand them, and I think for them is very difficult to understand me,
because sometimes they answer something different to what I’m asking.

At some point of our trip we found camels! That was amazing, it was the first time in my life that I saw a camel! And in wildlife! Our driver
told us that mainly they exchange them for women. =/
After 2
hours, we got to the place. It was beautiful, it was a lake, but since it was
windy it had small waves. Beautiful!
Even it was
a nice beach; we couldn’t got in the water: the guidebook said there are
crocodiles. I don’t know if reading that guidebook was a good idea, it made me
afraid of doing a lot of things that maybe could have been fun.
I decided
to go for a walk. I saw a lot of beautiful birds, but every time I approached
to take a picture, they flew away. I met a fisherman that was very nice to me,
and told me to not be afraid of the crocodiles, since they just went out during
the night. On my way I also met Maria, the Turkana lady and some kids that were
asking me to take them some pictures. I really don’t understand if they wanted
money for them after that, since just one of them spoke English and not very
well. Anyway, I didn’t have money with me, but they didn’t get mad.

Then we had
swam in a small swimming pool of the resort, had lunch and came back home. The
driver was hurry or something, and for a moment I thought we were going to
crash. The road is awful, sandy at the beginning and then is full of holes.
First, we got stuck in the sand, and then we got a flat tire. The driver
changed the tire fast and we continued our way. We got back to Lodwar and Henry
came to pick us up to go to the first generation plant I was going to visit. It
was a hybrid solar and diesel off-grid power plant that was serving the
habitants of Lodwar. We visited the plant, got the specifications of it. It was
very interesting that they had tracking and no-tracking systems; they are
actually testing them to see what is more cost effective to implement it in
their next project, which is way bigger. It is interesting to see that some
houses near the power plant are not connected to the grid. Henry said that it
was because they can’t afford the connection fee or because they are afraid of
having electricity because they thing their huts are going to burn. It is interesting to see these huts, as the
ones we saw in our way to Turkana. The question is: do these people really want
electricity?

They look so peaceful, and like they don’t need anything. Henry
says that for these cases, they mostly want to provide lighting; the use of
other home appliances is not urgency. I
wonder if not giving them electricity is hinder their development and prevent
them from the “luxury” of it, or is just ruining their peace. After my month in
Senegal, I realize that being without electricity can be quite fun and you
enjoy many things of nature that you are not used to: like the stars. It can be messy, you are fixing a problem,
but maybe you are bringing others. I agree that electricity is needed for
development, but in this extreme cases, of these people living so far from this
material world, why dragging them? It gave me something to think of.