Gerissa, Kenya - It takes a while to weave your way through the dusty streets of Nairobi and surface from the coagulated gunk that is the city's air.
The city confuses me.
In one moment it takes me home, further south the African coast, to Durban. And in the the next moment it startles me with an air of Delhi.
The orchestrated chaos of informal traders unwrapping their bright, fresh vegetables onto wooden tray tables beside oversized football shirts and mobile phone batteries would pass easily for a scene from Durban's central business district where messy informality and sneaky formality contest each other for the remaining vestiges of crucial business space.
But then, the area around Nairobi's Jomo Kenyatta monument, opulently wide, with an affectation of stateliness, together with the perennial haze that hangs over the city skyline like a soiled sheet, takes me back to the Indian capital.