Nairobi is a Rubik's cube. You take one turn, through a gate, and suddenly you are in a completely different and unfamiliar neighbourhood. Everything quiets down. The lawns change colour so drastically, to an unfathomable green. Flowers bloom against fences. Ageing well-heeled couples take unhurried strolls down the street. A woman pushes a pram. In the distance, a lawnmower groans. Even the birds look self-actualised.
This is Kunde Road, in Lavington, a very short drive off Korosho Road which runs into the curve of Argwings Kodhek with its ill-mannered, bleating, roguish matatus and thuggish Nairobi drivers. As we crawled down Kunde Road my Uber driver who didn’t even know this road existed exclaimed, “Huku ni Nairobi kweli?”
