It was getting dark and time to go home. Or in my case, to my camp site. But before I managed to make my way to the car, the guy with the groovy face decided it was time for him to take another wife. “Where do you think you’re going, woman” – he said. Or something like that in the Maa language.
The Maasai love to sing and dance. Which is fascinating because no instruments are used, apart from blowing into kudu horns. But they are quite the vocalists and dance to the sound of their voice. Their songs don’t really have any meaningful words, but rather repetitious rhythmic syllables. I didn’t try to sing, but gave it a go at dancing. After all, I do have a few good yeas of clubbing behind me. So there we were: women – to the left, men – to the right, and me – on the side.
The Maasai are tribal people located mainly in Kenya and Tanzania. It is estimated there is 1 million of them. However it’s just a rough number. According to the government “some people want to be counted ten times while others refuse to be counted”. They also have a good sense of humor.