Life in Maasai Mara had a very different soundtrack than I am used to in New York City. Around Day Two, I noticed the lack of these sounds:
- Car horns - in Kenya, it's called 'hooting' and you're discouraged from doing it
- Sirens - police, fire, ambulance, all of it
- Planes flying overhead except once per day. The plane that flew us from Siana Springs back to Nairobi was one of those sounds.
- TV until I heard Kenyan hip hop at Mpopongi School
- TV news
- A weather or traffic report
- Spotify - no wifi signal to play it
- Iggy Azalea - except when my Emirates Air gate agent's phone rang and its ringtone was "Fancy"
In contrast, these are sounds I did hear:
- Kids asking how many years I have - every day!
- Monkeys fighting
- A bird that sounded like the world's worst metronome
- Bush bucks walking outside Julie and my tent
- Guitar Man singing John Denver songs
- Kenyan children singing "Welcome Our Visitors" each morning
- Rocks crunching under our ancient but strong Nissan van
- Llewelyn rocking out