Sunday I woke-up feeling delighted - I had slept a solid 7 hours. My roommates were also up, they had gotten home a little bit ago from a big night out. Nairobi has an extensive party scene that is essentially grouped around my neighborhood - westlands. I had not yet exceeded 2am at a bar because I was exhausted and a friend was in town.
After watching the Daily Show projected on to the wall, the roommates passed out and I called a taxi to go to my friend Cynthia's house across town. This Sunday was the event blanket and wine where hundreds of people flock to Karen Park armed with food and wine. A portion of the Karen Park is designated for the event and a list of musicians preform on a bandstand. It costs $10 in advance for tickets. The Karen region of Nairobi is what people refer to as the white-Kenyan neighborhood. Instead of houses or apartments, there are plantations. Sound Familiar? The crowd that attends the "blanket and wine" events is split between Kenyans and expats. It was also a fashion show that was easily won by the Kenyan women. I still have yet to understand why expat women wear those 3/4 length pants where the ass bit hangs down near their knees and it looks like their carrying poop. The music was unfortunately corny and not that great - in fact the last performer's name was Mr. xxx Cheesy.But Mr. Cheesy was better than the headliner whose voice was cracking and off key. During this performance, not one African person was dancing. This is always a sign that the music in fact sucks. Although weirdly paradoxical, it was an enjoyable people watching experience. The highlight of the night however was my roommate's lentil soup with beef tenderloin, which was on the stove ready when I came home.
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