Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Visiting Kibera

On Wednesday, I got to visit the CDC field site in Kibera, the largest slum in Nairobi and the second largest slum in Africa. There is also a really good documentary called "Good Fortune" if you are interested in learning more.

Map of Kibera


I haven't been in a slum since the last time I was in Kamalapur in Dhaka, Bangladesh. I was very curious to see what differences and similarities there were between the two. I have spent much more time in Kamalapur and seen much more of it, where as I only spent a few hours in Kibera and only got to see a small part of it. From afar, Kibera looks much more uniform than Kamalapur. There was a wide range of economic classes (all poor, just different degrees of poor) in Kamalapur and building materials and methods varied by class. In Kamalapur, I visited homes made of concrete surrounding a courtyard with a shared cooking area with gas stoves. The residents of these home often had a TV and some even had a refrigerator; on the other extreme, I also visited homes made of bamboo and corrugated tin with a wood burning stove made of earth just outside the front door. The latter were in long narrow rows of homes without courtyards. Kibera was much more uniform in the type housing available to the residents, all of it was made from mud with corrugated tin roofs. There were no courtyards, but the homes that I went into all had TVs and two rooms, a bedroom and a living room, and they were very clean and tidy. They all had a lot of furniture and TVs. Alice, who was taking me around, said that the homes I visited were very nice and that some do not have any furniture to sit on during the weekly surveillance interviews.

View of Kibera

Another view of Kibera that includes some apartments with an interesting history. Many people living in Kibera were displaced to build them with a promise that they would be affordable housing that they could move into once they were completed. They sat empty for many years because of government corruption. People are now living there; however, I don't know if they are as affordable as the housing that once stood there. The documentary I mentioned earlier has much more detail about it and shows a very interesting perspective of international development efforts.


A building in the CDC surveillance area (section 5, building 56)


Looking down a row of homes. If the mud were replaced with bamboo it would look very similar to the poorer area of Kamalapur that I visited.

I went on three household surveillance interview visits. It is fascinating how technologically advanced the surveillance infrastructure is given the setting it is taking place in. The staff conducting the interviews all carry PDAs and enter the responses right into them. The data is uploaded to the server at the end of each day. There is no paper. It is quite efficient.

After the household visits, I was taken to the CDC clinic in Kibera and given a tour. The clinic has a wonderful story of how it came to be what it is today. It was funded by CDC and a non-profit called Carolina for Kibera. The latter was the original group that was involved with the clinic. Apparently, a researcher from UNC came to Nairobi to do some research in Kibera and decided to live in Kibera while he was doing it. He met a woman named Tabitha there who wanted to start a clinic but did not have the capital to do it. He gave her a micro loan of around $30-$40 so she could open the clinic. She opened it in her home, half of the home was the clinic and she lived in the other half. You should keep in mind that the dwellings in Kibera are maybe, and I mean maybe, 150-200 square feet. Eventually, there was enough demand to expand her clinic. The researcher again helped her, but this time as a partner, to move the clinic into a three room building. I can't remember the story perfectly, but I think this is when Carolina for Kibera came to be. A few years after this clinic was opened, Tabitha died and the clinic was renamed Tabitha Clinic in her memory. Again, it grew so large that it needed to expand again, so a second location was opened. Once CDC came to Kibera, there was a desire to increase the capacity of the clinic even more to make the research and surveillance efforts more efficient. That's when they started building the current clinic. It took several years. The building was completed and dedicated in March of 2009, but construction began around 2006. The unrest after the 2007 presidential election stopped construction for a while since Kibera was one of the main places where there was a lot of violence (also in the documentary I mentioned). The name of clinic is technically Carolina for Kibera Tabitha Medical Clinic, but apparently everyone calls it the CDC clinic (it is less of a mouthful if nothing else I suppose). The clinic itself is amazing. Everyone participating in the CDC surveillance receives free medical care there for the syndromes under surveillance and they all have medical cards for the clinic. The entire medical record and research infrastructure at the clinic is electronic. It is more state-of-the-art with respect to medical record technology than many physicians' offices, clinics, and even hospitals in the US. It is incredibly impressive. They do, however, have paper back-up, in case the power goes out. I was in awe of everything they showed me, it is really such a dichotomy from everything surrounding it.

A few pictures from on may walk out of Kibera.

My favorite sign. It must be left over from when President Obama visited Kibera as a US Senator.

The railroad tracks marking one of the boundaries of Kibera. They, and most of Kibera, were lined with garbage, mostly plastic bags. It made me dislike plastic bags more than I already do. I am happy that I use canvas bags in the States and that I have been reusing the same plastic bags from my first grocery trip while I am here (despite the odd looks I get from the cashiers and baggers). Plastic bags are awful.

Tiny dried fish for sale

Charcoal for sale


Sunday, August 15, 2010

Exploring Nairobi

Since I was pretty much settled and starting to get adjusted to the time zone, I decided there was no time like the present to start exploring Nairobi. I got a recommendation for a tour guide named Tony from a CDC colleague. He picked me up at 10AM. Our first stop was an a view point overlooking Uhuru Park and the city center.


The lake in Uhuru Park and the Kenya Conference Center

He then drove me around downtown, pointing out some of the landmarks. Many of them were hotels and shopping centers, but the most poignant was the memorial at the former site of the US Embassy, which was bombed by terrorists in 1998.

From there we headed to the neighborhood of Nairobi called Karen, after Karen Blixon (Out of Africa). Most of the main Nairobi attractions are in this area. On our way, I saw my first glimpse of authentic African wildlife. I don't really even know what it was outside of a giant bird of some sort. I didn't get to take a picture since we were driving by, but I hope to get one at some point. We also saw several baboons along the road near Nairobi National Park. Our first stop was the David Sheldrick WildlifeTrust, a non-profit occupying a little segment of Nairobi National Park that rears orphaned elephants and rhinos. There were wart hogs running around the grounds, and I saw the rhino on my way in. I'm not posting a photo here though because it was in a pen and I imagine I will have ample opportunity to get photos of rhinos in the wild before my trip is over. The baby elephants, on the other hand, I took lots of pictures of them.

Bottles set up and awaiting the arrival of the baby elephants

A warthog grabbing a drink

Here they come!

Yummy!

Getting some love from one of the handlers

Playing with the soccer ball

An extra little snack


Taking a dust bath


Checking out the water/mud

Getting something off its trunk or foot, I'm not really sure...

Thinking about getting in

This one didn't hesitate


Now they're starting to get dirty





View of Nairobi National Park from the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust

The next stop was the Giraffe Centre, a breeding center for Rothschild giraffes run by the African Fund for Endangered Wildlife. They've built a platform so that you can be eye to eye with the giraffes. They also provide food to feed them with (and attract them to the platform), and there are opportunities to pet them.

Gimme, gimme


One of several warthogs hanging around to gobble up the dropped food

Here comes one of the babies!

Me with Dolly. She has been at the center for a long time. This was my more friendly encounter with her. My first attempt I didn't have any food with me. She's a bit ornery and gave me a bit of a head butt as punishment for my oversight. One of the guides at the center said that for Daisy - "no food, no friend." I made sure I was well stocked when I returned. I fed all four of the giraffes that came to nibble while I was there. There tongues were rough like a cat's tongue. One of them was very slobbery, so I ultimately started dropping the pellets on its outstretched tongue. The baby wasn't much interested in being petted, but there were two who were willing participants, even without a food offering.

More warthogs heading for the food missed by the giraffes



A giraffe less interested the food we had to offer



One got lured away from the platform for some individual attention




He must have gotten full



The final stop of the day was the Kazuri Beads and Pottery Centre.


I got a quick tour of the facility before checking out the gift shop. It was fun to just look at all of the beautiful colors and patterns of the beads.

The clay

The clay presses

The shaping room

The kilns


After I got home, I checked out the Sunday market at the shopping center next door. Luckily I didn't take much money with me, because I am apparently a sucker for a hand shake. They are good. At least I was able to bargain well for the few items I did purchase - I paid less than 50% of the original asking price for everything and for one item paid less than 10% of the original asking price. I can't decide if I got a really good deal on the one item or still paid too much on the others. Whichever way it is, they need the few bucks more than I do. I'm really just doing my part to support the local economy :-)

I had leftover Thai basil garlic chili stir fry for dinner and decided to try the passion fruit I had purchased at the produce market for desert. While passion fruit isn't native to Kenya, it is apparently a growing and profitable industry. There were two kinds of passion fruit at the market, purple and yellow. I decided to do a back to back taste test.

I started with the purple one.


It was sweet and a touch sour at the same time. I liked it and will probably get more.

Next I tried the yellow one.


I'm not sure how to describe the flavor of this one outside of I didn't like it. It wasn't sweet like the purple one. It wasn't sour either. I don't know. Well, I do know that I won't be getting anymore of these.