Just like in a Karen Blixen novel, in Kenya the sun sets over the Kilimanjaro while wild animals run free in the infinite landscape of the Serengeti Valley.
We’ve encountered proud Masai tribes, adorned with their red coloured Shukas and beautifully beaded jewellery, whose women skilfully weave natural wool baskets with the colours of their Land. Kenya left us with that ‘Mal d’Afrique’ that hardly leaves one’s soul..
