The Maasi village
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Maasi leaping ritual, supposedly to attract a mate |
As
we arrived, the men and women all came out to greet us, dressed in their brightly-colored
traditional attire, singing and chanting.
They put a robe and a necklace on Joan and I, and a scepter in my
hand. Next thing I knew, we were sucked
up into their very spirited, rhythmic, intoxicating tribal rituals.
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I gave it my best shot. Joan said she was impressed! |
Next the Maasai men demonstrated how they
can start a fire from scratch with just a wooden stick, a wooden base, and a
clump of elephant dung.
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The Maasi children, beside the hut |
The Maasi village consists of a group of
huts, about fifteen or so, arranged in a circle with their doorways facing
inwards. We get a tour inside one of the
huts. It's maybe a couple hundred square
feet in total area. It has a stick
frame, and the walls and roof are made of mud mixed with cow dung. When dry, it is nearly as hard as
cement. (I remembered this design from
the huts I saw in the village at Naivasha.)
Inside, there is a central room with a fire pit, some food shelves, and
two sleeping berths. There is one small
window. It's dark, but surprisingly cool
inside, not stuffy. No electricity or
running water, of course. But, that is
where they live.
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Inside a hut |
Afternoon animals
Back at camp, Joan steps out of our tent
and sees … a giraffe, eating from a tree, not fifty yards away. A moment later, a couple others step out from
behind bushes. Talk about wildlife, up
close! Giraffes are one animal that you
just don't get tired of seeing.
On our safari tour later that afternoon,
we saw "Joan's" giraffes, not far at all from our tent. But then a big thunderstorm blew in. All the animals went to seek shelter, so it
was not a good day for animal-watching.
But we did see a hippo out of the water, standing over by a clump of
bushes.
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Never get tired of seeing giraffes |
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