Life in our Nairobi apartment had always been manageable. I had lived in the estate in Nairobi for nearly three years, sharing the compound with other tenants who were like an extended family. Our landlady was strict but predictable.
Rent was fair, and we could plan our expenses. That all changed one morning when a notice appeared under every door: the rent had been increased overnight. There was no warning, no negotiation, just a bold demand: “Hii ni Nairobi, lipa ama uhame.”…CONTINUE READING