West Pokot

[Sorry for not posting anything this past week. I have sacrificed the time I use to blog and answer emails this week to finish online continuing education classes required for my nursing license. Not fun, but my last exam will be over with tomorrow!]

There is something about West Pokot that makes me feel like I am in the Old, Wild West. Here is a picture of me and my friend at a hotel today waiting for one of our classes to start. The drink I am holding is a ginger flavored soda, not a beer (although it looks like one). The restaurant is actually very clean despite its dirty appearance. The soot on the walls has accumulated from the fire in the kitchen used to keep the meat stew warm. If you look in the cabinet on the right, you will see fried bread stacked behind the glass. And of course, no restaurant in Pokot would be complete without a collection of gallon size thermoses full of traditional Kenyan tea. Actually, the thermos is referred to as a flask and the tea is referred to as Chai. 

It is not just this restaurant, a walk through this little town will make you feel like you are in a Western Movie. All of the little store fronts face little dirt road and the occasional donkey cart can be spotted. Simply put, I like it.

4 Responses to West Pokot

  1. Paula Frisbey says:

    Living the Western adventure, I see…chickens and donkeys…we have a horse, but I don’t know how well he’d ship to Kenya….

  2. Derrick says:

    It looks to be right out of a Clint Eastwood western!! Lol

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