Don’t Even Try a "City Walk" in Downtown Nairobi 🚶‍♂️💨

A "city walk" in Nairobi’s center is far from a relaxing experience. After just 30 minutes, you’ll be swept along by the crowd—streets choked with pedestrians and exhaust fumes. Some say it feels like during its early reform era. 🏙️🚗 Yet, just 5 km away, past a stretch of greenery, lies a bubble of expats and tourists. Giant billboards advertise international schools 🏫, while malls promote summer camps for kids 🏕️. Sipping coffee at Village Market, you might forget you’re even in Africa—it’s no different from Europe or America. ☕🇪🇺 In Nairobi, slums and luxury are separated by just a bridge 🌉. A century ago, British colonizers designed the city with racial segregation—a divide that still shapes society today. On my first day, I stumbled into a massive protest ✊ and had to flee to the national park before dawn. Along the way, kids waved at us—then immediately begged for money or food 🖐️🍞. So much here clashes with the world I know. My student brain kept analyzing: How do these kids all learn the same reflex? I’d heard Nairobi’s youth lean radically left—were these protests driven by idealism or just desperation? 🤔 A local guide shrugged: "Kids beg because they think foreigners are kind. Adults riot because the government oppresses them." Like animals on the savanna, every move is survival 🦁. So don’t judge an animal’s world by human morals—or a society you don’t understand by your own rules. In a place where only the strong thrive, lofty talk of order, justice, or dignity just sounds naïve. 💭 #Kenya #AfricaTravel #UrbanExploration #TravelThoughts #NairobiDiaries 🇰🇪✨