I was expected, it would seem, as I pulled up in the dirt covered 4×4. The foot deep ruts that plagued our makeshift route had tested the suspension to the extreme. It had been a long and hard day’s travel over to the north of the Maasai Mara National Park.
Walls of twisted spikes encircled the small village, pierced by a slither of light, just wide enough to squeeze through. I pondered the perfect silence and curious lack of women and children, but dismissed it with thoughts they must be busy inside the village stockade. Continue reading “Everything You Need To Know When Meeting The Maasai”