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Dear New Subscribers

I wish to thank all new subscribers to this blog, keep that fire burning! (Don’t ask which fire).

I also wish to tell you that you missed the memo!!!!!

I am no longer a campus girl and as such I quit writing on this blog.

I moved to savvykenya.com. Find me there and subscribe too!!!


Former Campus Girl.

2010 in review

I started blogging here: Savvy Kenya. Just thought I’d review how 2010 was.

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

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About 3 million people visit the Taj Mahal every year. This blog was viewed about 28,000 times in 2010. If it were the Taj Mahal, it would take about 3 days for that many people to see it.

In 2010, there were 106 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 238 posts. There were 148 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 77mb. That’s about 3 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was December 9th with 282 views. The most popular post that day was Porn In Kenyan Matatus?.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were kenyaunlimited.com, twitter.com, savvy.sikika.co.ke, mashada.com, and savvy.blog.butterfly.co.ke.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for kenyan porn, jkuat, anorexic models, anorexic, and kenyan pornography.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


Porn In Kenyan Matatus? May 2009


Mr and Miss JKUAT December 2008


The Kenyan Anorexic January 2010


my side life-savvy the poetess July 2008


XXXXXRated 2 October 2008

The End of An Era

For three years, I’ve been your faithful blogger, sharing my campus adventures.

Well, it’s time to move on.

I’m now blogging at Savvykenya.com

This is Not Goodbye

It’s hard to say goodbye, so am not going to say it. I shall not do a going-away post or anything of the sort.

Today is my last day in campus; am happy am leaving, am sad am leaving. It’s a bittersweet moment. Fours years in this place…anyway, I’ll be reminiscing later. Perhaps at another blog, who knows?

I’ll leave you with the words of my current favourite song:

Closer to the Edge- 30 Seconds to Mars

I remember one moment, I tried to forget
I lost myself, is it better not said
Now I’m closer to the edge

It was a thousand to one
And a million to two
Time to go down in flames and I’m taking you
Closer to the edge

No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again
No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again

Can can can you imagine a time when the truth ran free
The birth of a song and the death of a dream
Closer to the edge

This never ending story
Paid for with pride and fate
We all fall short of glory

No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again
No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again


I will never forget
I will never regret
I will never forget
I will never regret

No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again
No, I’m not saying I’m sorry
One day maybe we’ll meet again

Closer to the edge
Closer to the edge

Closer to the edge
Closer to the edge

Closer to the edge

The Trip To Coast

I know I’ve been updating this blog like once in a lifetime, which is really sad because this is the last month I’ll be writing here, but blame it on my busy academic schedule. And a little laziness. So this year, for our ‘academic’ class trip, we chose coast again.

The journey always begins with someone being left behind for one reason or other (because they went to pick a pair of fake sunglasses, or buy alcohol, or pick something they forgot, or they were sleeping), but always, someone calls and runs after the bus. If they are lucky, we’ll stop at a petrol station to get fuel or at the bank for the lecturer to get our allowance, and they can catch up with us.

The trip to coast is like one big party; we start having fun even before the bus has left. Drinks are mixed, cocktails experimented with, jokes cracked, noise made, cigarettes smoked (at which smoker will be shouted at to stop, while he claims he’s smoking with his head out of the window so he doesn’t see how it’s bothering anyone else), and so it goes on till six or so hours later we are in coast. At every stop, we’ll empty our bladders, refill our bottles, buy shades and sandals, take photos and maybe make out in the bus.

Note the Masai sandals in the background

We reached coast at around 5.30am on Thursday. We booked into a really really nice place for a really really cheap price. Student rates. I’ll so miss being a student.

Before we booked the rooms, we lined up to get our allowance. Can you see how everyone is smiling?. Tell me money doesn’t bring happiness.

Lining up to get our money

By the time we were getting a place to stay and settling down, it was already 7.00am. so while we checked in, we ordered breakfast. Since we hadn’t had supper the previous night, breakfast was something like this:

Breakfast remains

I don’t blame her for KOing.

Sleep was the last thing on our minds, we changed into swimwear and took to the pool. That’s right, the place had a pool too. We passed the morning playing water games and making good use of the poolside bar. Thinking it must be in the afternoon, we asked what time it was. It was only 10am! Guess time moves slowly in coast.

Fun at the pool

We chilled by the poolside and begun to feel hungry and the beach was calling out to us. We ( I mean my group of friends and I, the rest of my classmates were doing their thing elsewhere) went to Mtwapa for some biriani at some place called Tamu Tamu Dishes. The food is tamu but their milkshake is whack! Horrible! The food is really good though.

At Mtwapa, we passed by Tuskys and I picked a Mountain Dew soda. It’s manufactured in Uganda ( I think) and thought I should sample it. It tastes like a cousin to Coca Cola’s Sprite would taste. Not bad.

We went to Serena beach after that, where I decided to get another tattoo.

new tattoo

Alright, so it’s a fake henna tattoo. But it looked real for a day or two, then it started fading. We took a boat ride on Halleluyah boat, but the water was just not ideal for swimming that day. Too much floating vegetation and stuff…

It was around six when we were going back to shower and prepare to go out and sample Mombasa nightlife. Sleeping was not a priority at the time.

Day Two

The highlight of the trip was actually something academic-ish. We went to the SEACOM station; which supplies the underwater fibre optic connection to the whole of Africa and parts of Asia and Europe. The entire place is just run by 4 people: 3 engineers and one manager. It’s just awesome; the design of those transmission/control rooms, the software they use to monitor their cable for vandalism, the redundancy in everything including the standby UPS, air conditioners etc. they explained how they have to lay the cable one meter beneath the ocean floor, no matter how deep. They’ve got submarines to do that in the deep waters, and divers along the shore.

For every fibre optic cable inland, they’ve got two connections using different routes, so that in case one is vandalized, the other can continue functioning with no downtime. They can monitor traffic from all the EA countries, so far .ke leads in the amount of traffic but their capacity is way higher than the current demand.

It was just awesome.

From SEACOM on Friday afternoon, we went to Pirates beach, where we swam and made merry and smoked shisha etc.

Then at night, some opted to go out, while the rest of us stayed in to have a pool party. It was just about to kick in at around 10pm, we had the crowd and everything, when some hotel worker told us we can’t swim at night, something about a student drowning the previous year. Then ordered us out of the water.
We decided to chill out by the pool anyway, till around 4am.

By 7am the following morning (Saturday), the bus was vroom vrooming at the parking. It was time to leave.
It was just two days of the coast of Kenya, but it was well worth it. It was short because we had to come back in time to start our exams and finish our final year projects.

So now am in the middle of my last undergraduate exam ever and may God help me.

The Storymoja Hay Festival Kenya

The post that came one month late!!!!

The Storymoja Hay Festival Kenya took place between 1st and 3rd October, 2010 at the Railway Club in Nairobi. I attended the festival for the three days, and I didn’t even manage to catch all the events! There were over 90 events lined up, and the who’s who in the literally world was there. From local (Kenyan) to international authors, poets, journalists, playwrights and artists, the public was spoilt for choice. Kids too, had numerous activities that they could get involved in, including a chance to publish their own book in two hours.

The events were scheduled to take place between 11 a.m. and 1:30 p.m., 2:30 p.m. to 3:30 p.m. and the evening sessions were taking place from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. There were various tents pitched on the Railway Club grounds where the sessions were taking place. There was the U.S Embassy Tent, the Kwani Tent, British Council Marquee, Tandaa ICT board Tent, Africog Marquee, Storymoja Tent, Kenya Buzz Tent and the Transparency International Tent among others.

I’ll let the pictures do the talking.

Marjorie Oludhe McGoye was in attendance and here she poses with some fans who probably used her book as a set book.

Some attendees of the Hay Festival go crazy at the camera at the end of the day. Am there somewhere. Let’s play spot me!

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