While doing our pre-intervention survey in a village outside Maralal, this group of boys came to investigate the presence of outsiders in their midst. It gets a bit brisk at 8,000 feet, so the kikoi are not just for the Jedi-wannabe look. It is strange to be reminded of Nebraska halfway around the world. How many other folks do you know who like to wear red and herd cattle? (I wonder if their rugby team had an equally disastrous experience with the West Coast offense?) As you can see, the fella in the middle is somewhat suspicious of the white guy with the camera.
The Samburu
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