I was driving my outer space rocket ship into the Magoo Cluster when I sighted a band of scintillating green floating in space. I pulled up alongside and slowed down to sub-atomic transport-drive rate. I looked out the passenger window and it was then I saw them.
Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Sant, as they say in the elderly country. It’s St. David’s Day and you know what that means. We celebrate on this day the foisting by the Welsh upon the Irish of Patrick, a real dick by all accounts. We also honor the common sense, decency and self-respect of St. David, Wales’s patron saint, famous for inventing the horse, the submarine, Buddhism and rounding up.
Sometimes a jump-off area is just that, a place to provision or transfer to your real destination. But sometimes it’s a destination in itself, one that is glossed over by travelers intent on getting the journey over with so the trip can begin. Nairobi is one of the latter places. Inauspiciously founded where two train lines met in a marsh, it has transitioned into a fascinating, and under-appreciated city.
