Abandoned in Marsabit

We had to be in Korr in time to catch the MAF flight to Marsabit that would take us on to Nairobi.  MAF stands for Mission Aviation Fellowship, but I prefer to call it Missionary Air Force. MAF provides a critical means of transport to remote areas for those who work...

If You Ask

Over a breakfast of njera, a Somali pancake, and dark, rich coffee, Kura told us about the meeting he’d had with the Ngurunit community the night before we arrived. They told him they were pleased with BOMA’s work. Mostly, they said, because you asked us what we need....

They Do Not See Me

We all piled into Gumps, the BOMA Land Cruiser.  Omar has now assumed cooking responsibilities in the field and he had organized a lunch at Joseph’s camp, a group of small bandas built at the confluence of three rivers.  I explained to my friend Sarah, who traveled...

The Raw Beauty of This Land

  In a few days, I’ll be leading a safari for St. Lawrence University. My friend Sarah, who will be joining the trip, arrived a few days early to visit Northern Kenya and see BOMA’s work. Sarah was a trouper. After a long flight from Chicago to London to Nairobi, she...

Meeting Kura

I arrived back into Nairobi on Sunday night after a weekend inspecting properties in Nakuru and Naivasha. It was fascinating to see  properties that have sprung up in this region, just two hours from Nairobi,  to service the growing professional middle class. Many of...