I live in Africa, Kenya, home to the most beautiful coastline in the world. Mombasa. Once in a while I take a break, go on holiday to the white sandy beaches of Mombasa, and usually, I pack my bikini’s, to enjoy the pleasures of sun, sand & sunscreen. The past week though, was slightly different. I went off to Mombasa without my swimsuit. Thursday morning, I missed my 6.30 am flight to Mombasa. Usually, when it comes to work, I am a stickler for time, and I don’t take anything less from my team. Sometimes though, it goes terribly wrong, Murphy’s Law, and this was one of those days. The SEACOM fiber optic cable was finally landing and a number of journalists were taken down to Mombasa to experience first hand, the joys of fast internet. And I missed my flight. Flattery gets you everywhere! Even though I had been told the next KQ 606 was full, I got a confirmation for the 10 o’clock flight, and when KTN’ s Larry Madowo joined me at the waiting Lounge, the anxiety I had took a quick...
Chronicles of a former Business Journalist | Believer of the African Dream | Mother | Lover of Life| Poet