Tag: Kenya

a very pilgrim chic typa post

“Find something you’re passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it.”

― Julia Child.

Like good food and cute cafes, maybe? 🙂

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This is essentially a Saturday shenanigans post but it’s also a very pilgrim chic kind of post so guess which title won the battle (for the title)? *grin* I love good puns. Some of you may think it’s lame and I don’t blame you, you may be right. But this little space on the internet is where I get to share my lame jokes with some random nice people, and there is no harm in that. In fact, I find great joy in making lame jokes on the internet 😀

This past Saturday, I had brunch at Wasp and Sprout with my friend Idil and Sauti Sol. Well not exactly… Chimano of Sauti Sol walked into the restaurant just as we paid our bill and were about to leave. After a brief whispery-not-so-whispery debate between Idil and I as to whether it was Chimano from Sauti Sol, she seemed very sure and because she’s such a cool person I knew she must be right so naturally, I awkwardly walked over, with my characteristic half giggle and said, ‘Hello, are you Chimano from Sauti Sol’? To which he responded, that yes he was. ‘I’m a fan of your work, you guys are amazing’, I said. ‘Thanks’, with a huge grin on his face. It’s almost like he didn’t want to draw attention to himself, seated at a tiny corner table with both a hat and some quirky sunglasses on. I guess even Sauti Sol peeps need some alone time in cute little restaurants on Saturday mornings. I hope I haven’t disclosed his secret spot. But then again, other than my close friends and workmates that I pester to keep checking my new posts, who even reads my blog? 😀
He seemed friendly enough, so I high-fived him and then walked away. And that’s the end of that.

Idil and I decided to meet up after what seemed like months of exchanging texts on the lines of, ‘we have to meet up soon, it’s been too long’. She’s one of my people people, you know? My kind of person 🙂

We listened to Ed Sheeran’s new album, Divide, the whole drive to the restaurant, past the slightly intimidating Kangemi (I’ve heard of people getting carjacked and other horror stories) and into the more serene Loresho suburbs. I’m going to buy a house in a similar neighbourhood (Loresho) in the near future one day. I just need to have about 50 million Kenya shillings lying around somewhere first.

The entrance to the restaurant is quite discreet – Idil had been there before and we both seemed a little lost until we got out of the car and spotted the distinctly redone school chairs with tailored kitenge cushions through the plants, and we knew we’d finally found the place. I’m not even exaggerating when I say it’s the best darn breakfast I have ever had in any restaurant in Nairobi. I truly mean it, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it. So good.

Idil ordered the American style French toast (am I the only one who finds this giggle-worthy? American style French toast 😀 ) with strawberries, black pepper pineapple, strawberries (yes, the menu states strawberries twice and with good reason), creme fraise and organic honey. I ordered the sprout omelette – which is two eggs, caramelised onions, baby spinach, mushrooms and quark – with their delicious cinnamon bagel on the side. Quick switch up to Kiswahili – mi sijui quark na creme fraise ni vitu gani lakini zilikuwa tamu. Mi najua quack ya Donald Duck na cream fresh. Ebu Google? Hizi hapa. Back to pilgrim chic 😀 We both had iced chocolate to drink, and, because both dishes were so good and served in great portions, decided to split half and half – omelette as both our savory dish, and the French toast for dessert. Tamu tu sana.

The prices were great too, 2600 Ksh. for two iced chocolates, three bagels, the sprout omelette and divine French toast *slurp* Time just seems to fly in such beautiful spaces, for us at least; chatting away, taking about a hundred pictures and Boomerang GIFS in three hours. No regrets people, non je ne regrette rien.

Wasp and Sprout Cafe.

Check out their website here.
Google maps link here 🙂

Chat more soon?

genius loci

“The spaces where life occurs are places…A place is a space which has a distinct character. Since ancient times the genius loci, or spirit of place, has been recognized as the concrete reality man has to face and come to terms with in his daily life. Architecture means to visualize the genius loci and the task of the architect is to create meaningful places, whereby he helps man to dwell.”

Christian Norberg-Schulz.

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Can one add ‘day dreaming’ to their list of skills on a CV? Because I think I am a professional at it. Just as I’ve noted ‘Professional wanderluster’ on my Instagram bio, I have a penchant (and utmost urgency) for wanting to see the world – as I’m sure we all do. I always manage to find myself on Louis’ and Raya’s YouTube channels on a daily basis to get my much needed dose of inspiration, in hopes that my subconscious will work in my favour and attract more travel in my life. That, and an added bonus of good vibes through my day (which almost always ultimately takes me back to the daydreaming).

Sounds crazy, but have you ever been so immersed in a place or experience that your soul identifies a certain feeling with the place? Nostalgia becomes a different emotion every time if you’re as sensitive as I am to these things. Today I found myself missing how I feel when I’m at The African Heritage House (read the first post here). It’s more than just a house/ museum, but an experience of it’s own. What comes to mind is this book we were made to read for a certain unit in my third year of architecture school, “Genius Loci: Towards a Phenomenology of Architecture”, where the author Christian Norberg-Schulz describes the concept of ‘spirit of place’ or genius loci. Some places can be described to have a strong spirit of place, and this is one of those spaces for me.

I was last there on the afternoon of New Year’s eve, with the intention of starting my new year on a rich note, dismissing the ordinary coffee shop experience (saving it for countdown a few hours later). It was my second visit to the house in the year 2016, and I’m sure I will be a regular in 2017 – perhaps even have lunch or dinner there one of these days. The tour is always a new experience because there’s so much detail you’d always find yourself picking up on something new. It was all the more charming with the delicately themed Christmas decorations, and I guess I was more present and therefore emotionally attached because of the new year clocking in just a few hours. Or maybe because it hits me more every single time that I am surrounded by art from all over the world, I can feel the richness, the presence of history.

There is something about resilience that I find so attractive. In people, things, culture, history. Because these things transcend time and serve a larger purpose. Knowing the history behind this house makes it earn my respect even more each time I go.

Putting up this post is a way of following through with my energy and ambition from 27 days ago. 27 days ago. Can you imagine January is already coming to an end? I hope you have managed to follow through on your goals, I’m trying my best over here 🙂

Let’s keep chasing our dreams, yes?

The African Heritage House

Location: Google Maps link opens in separate tab.
1000 Ksh. for a house tour (accommodation available on inquiry).
More information on their website here.

PS. How great is it that my first article about the house was shared on their website? Scroll to the bottom of the page, just fantastic 🙂 🙂

the hills

“The only man who never makes a mistake is the man who never does anything”.

– Theodore Roosevelt.

 

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Random question – Did The Weeknd’s song ‘The Hills’ start playing in your head when you read the title? Is it playing now? Because from the time the thought of going to The Ngong Hills Windmills came to my mind, I found myself humming the melody of the song and singing out, ‘The hills have eyes, the hills have eeeeeyes, who are youuu to juuudge, who are youuu-oouuu-oouuu’. Now do you understand why I dubbed myself comedian on my Facebook page? Haha. I changed it to ‘artist’ because no one seemed to get the joke and it is a more accurate description of who I am anyway. Please like and share the page, I’d really appreciate it 🙂

I type this post with a need to revive my spirit. Of course with the new year, most of us find ourselves reflecting on the previous year – trying to set goals and come up with a plan for a ‘new and improved’ version of ourselves. See I’d always wondered why they’d say that on adverts, ‘new and improved’. It makes sense to me now. Growing up is more than just aging, it should be a process where you keep improving on who you are. A new and improved version of yourself emerges after every chapter of growth. My goal is to open such new chapters on a daily basis because it seems like the only thing that keeps me sane.

Part of the reason why I try to explore and take on more adventures these days is because well, I do struggle with myself. I think we all do sometimes – for me, all the time. It’s not about wanting other people to approve of me, but I want to approve of me. I want to do more things for me. Not for anyone else’s approval or admiration – not for popularity or numbers. I do this for me, to boost up my confidence and get the rush I always get from being my goofy self and still getting things done. From seeing that, me, Fatma, exactly as I am, I can still get things done – and that is a victory. Even the smallest of victories give you that little boost and make you walk with your head held just a little higher.

I do this for me, and post about it here with hopes that someone just as shy, or someone who is struggling to feel better about themselves can see that, “Hey, this goofy chick is sorta trying (because truly I’m just trying so hard) to chase her dreams and maybe I can too”. In moments when you’re craving for growth and progress chap chap, just get started on something small and trust the process. Today, I encourage you to take on more adventures, however small they may be 🙂
And even if you fail, it’s all good because you learn something and you can try again. Which is better than never starting, don’t be too hard on yourself ❤

Ngong Hills Windmills

Entrance – 400 Ksh ( which has to be paid via MPESA on arrival so make sure you have enough money on there).

Dress up warm. If you feel sick, short of breath and develop a headache just go back down in case it is altitude sickness.
Pack a picnic 🙂
Go with great company ❤
And just chill.

You can find more information by following this link.

Happy second week of January!