My Berlin Story

Am happy to report that a story i did about my SIFE team’s travel to berlin was published by The African Executive Magazine.
You can read it here

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My German trip.

I went on a few days trip to Berlin as a participant to the SIFE world cup. The team from my university emerged the top in Kenya, and was representing the same at the global event.
I would start by saying that, this was my first trip to the developed world. Yes, there exist a wide gap between them and the third world where i come from. It was also my first time to board a train, and i loved it. Kenya has no train service in my home town of Eldoret. Having numerous trains running on time supplimented by buses makes Berlin’s public transport friendly.
My team was booked at the Estrel hotel & convention center for the whole duration of the trip. During our free times we toured the city beating the cold with hot serving when we got them.
The whole experience was eye opening. The opportunities of networking with over 800 students from 40 countries and their faculty persons, together with business personalities from the SIFE business council which includes: bayer, kpmg, T-mobile, etc.
Another opportunity was of seeing what SIFE teams from all over the world have done in their communities in terms of teaching about free enterprise. Teams had marvelous projects with great impact.
The event organizers deserve all the kudos, they made it fantastic. I feel so privileged to have attended the SIFE world cup 2009 as a winner from Maseno university, Kenya.

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Miracles onboard!

Recently, while travelling from Nairobi to Eldoret, i had a very interesting experience and a rather disturbing one. I regret ever disregarding the advice given to me, not to travel on the weekend before the madaraka holiday. The reason being that the number of commuters using the 10 seaters to Eldoret will have atleast tripled. As a typical kenyan, i still went on and as expected, found out that indeed there were no vehicles and passengers we still booking. Therefore i decided to proceed to the country bus station. The scenario was different here. Buses were not full, so i had to wait for 2 hours before the journey could begin. And now the main reason of this blog post, Preachers. Just before the cup left the station, entered this guy who looked normal like all other passengers, however after leaving the station, he sprang into action, bible in hand, standing by the passway and started spitting words, disregarding the destination of his saliva. The context of his sermon was not making sense. He kept recreating the same story of salvation and the need to feel sufficiently philanthropic. Finally he let the act out of the bag, and begged for money, in the name of the gospel. And without much ado he quietly alighted while the bus had stopped at a traffic jam. Our travel was afterwards peaceful, untill the madness started again when we were leaving Nakuru town. This time it was about healing, and i must say to my suprise, people lifted up there hands while the preacher was praying and afterwards they claimed to have been healed. Then as the norm, the guy moved around the bus demanding, i say this because the guy was not polite at all, payment for his services, claiming to be responsible for our safety. Woe unto the ones healed, they had to fork out all they could spare inorder for the preacher to let them free. This is totally unaccepted, first the spitting in public, then the noise pollution and lasting the other nuisances not above mentioned. However, apart from me, all others were not disturbed with the preachers onboard. But i learned my lesson, and will try to avoid this populist means of travelling. Its way advisable to say the extra cost and travel in a sane environ. Lastly please, listen to the advise of those who have had the same experience.

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