This morning as I was taking a shower I heard my wife, Kate, come into the house. She was clearly upset about something, as she was threatening to hit some guy on the head with the week's garbage.
We moved about a month ago to Racecourse in Nakuru, and now have garbage collection once a week. Or at least we are supposed to they missed a few weeks since we have been staying there.
Well anyway one thing Kate really cares about is keeping the environment clean. She hates to see people littering. Kenya is a beautiful place when you are viewing the game parks, or looking at a place maybe from real high in the Great Rift Valley, but it is another story when you get close or find yourself in areas where people live. Garbage is thrown everywhere and more often then not every street has open sewage somewhere on it.
So Kate took the trash out and some guys started to rip open the bags to look for hidden treasures. She got into an argument with them, which if you have ever argued with the street people of Kenya you will know that it is not worth your time. In the end they left the trash scattered all over the place and Kate was trying to devise some way of avoiding the situation in the future.
It is not only people ripping open the trash looking for treasure. When I left some few minutes later, I saw a small herd of sheep going through the trash.