“Nairobi called, I have to go,” I say to David, very often these days.
Sometimes, I feel like an entire city in Kenya owns me. And I guess they kind of do. When “Nairobi Calls,” it is someone from AP asking me to go somewhere, usually about twenty minutes after they call, or someone from my brand-spanking-new position at PlusNews, where they seem to have a previously unheard of appetite for HIV news. All HIV all the time.
It’s great – I’ve never been so busy and my days at Daily Monitor are finally numbered (and yes, yes they do still owe me a lot of money per contract, but no, no I don’t think they will ever actually pay me). I won’t miss the pig-pen o’ journalists also known as a news desk, with 40 people queuing for one phone, but I do miss the more leisurely pace, the time to blog, the time to respond to emails.
So yes, yes this is really an excuse disguised as a blog post. An excuse for not blogging more, and for not writing back to you, dear friends. Sorry, Nairobi called.
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Don’t forget blogger, its calls are quiet and easy to miss.
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