26-12-2021 by Freddie del Curatolo
A century of Kenya's history, of colonial Kenya but also of what was the scene of distant wars and then of...
29-09-2021 by Freddie del Curatolo
In the growing Nairobi, which is neither distressed nor depressed by the many discrepancies...
23-09-2021 by Freddie del Curatolo
When on 13 August 1914, on the border between Kenya and Tanzania, the armies of Germany and...
27-04-2021 by Freddie del Curatolo
Malindi, among the many aspects that have made it a safe haven for so many peoples and cultures over...
28-03-2021 by Freddie del Curatolo
In the midst of Dante's celebrations, I found myself in a not-so-dark forest where the straight path was...
27-09-2020 by Freddie del Curatolo
The fifth day of our tour is completely immersed in wonder.
11-08-2020 by Freddie del Curatolo
The "madmen" of Kenya, for a simple observer, are particularly intriguing creatures.
24-10-2019 by Freddie del Curatolo
Until 30 years ago, Kilifi was the Happy Valley on the Kenyan coast.
17-07-2017 by Freddie del Curatolo
For Kenyans "waiting" is a word that smells infinite.
But their religion is hope, their life is hope.
For whoever believes life is awaited; Why bother to see the end?
So even yesterday Malindi consumed the usual long wait of the event.
The program was to see and hear President Uhuru Kenyatta in the election campaign in Malindi.
03-02-2014 by Freddie del Curatolo
It 's rare to see so many sad stares all together, if they are those of a people who are used to waiting the fatal destiny of the signs as natural events that regulate always the life of human beings, like plants and animals.
Uncommon to see older women, usually mute and granite as baobab, crying and screaming with acute and subtle voice that seems to pierce the bright sky of a hot day in the hinterland of Watamu.
Rare but not amazing, if we see the funeral of the eldest, authoritative and beloved among the "gohu", the priests ethnicity Mijikenda.
24-06-2012 by Freddie del Curatolo
From the plateau of Jaribuni, eyes dominate the two major Kilifi inland valleys.
The green of the forests and hills which we have just left behind spoke of villages submerged between bushes and rocks prehistoric, ancient people who knew the civilization with the advent of Chinese scooters and schools placed hovering over the summits of clay.
The other is the esplanade leading to Bamba and the landscape becomes more barren.
Here the red earth is winning the thousand-year war with green bush.
smell of wood burned is mixed in looted corn fields.
What little you eat it grows quickly and the water is in short supply as they we enter.
19-06-2012 by Freddie del Curatolo
07-02-2012 by Freddie del Curatolo
Christopher carving wood to the local craft market.
From his hands come out of giraffes, elephants, Maasai warriors.
Martin brings fun of people of the suburbs of Malindi with his "piki piki", the Chinese motorcycle that he bought in installments endless.
Her feet shifting down, leaning on the humps of the dirt road, on unstable and sandy paths sidewalks.