Marooned in Morocco

    MARRAKECH, Morocco – Didn’t see much of Marrakech my first week there. Didn’t even glimpse the friends I traveled from Nairobi to meet. Nor had I spent more than fifteen minutes in the swanky hotel room before receiving word  that the main subject of a story I was working on – a Muslim […]

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Marrakech Express

Firstly, a note to apologize for long absence. Some say post Westgate xenophobia has lessened. Not true if you’re a journalist in Kenya. The things I want to write about I feel I cannot. Not if I consider Kenya my home. So this is what journalistic oppression feels like. Casablanca is a sprawling, dirty, seaside […]

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