The Maasai woman pressed a handful of necklaces against my window when we pulled up to the Musiara gate exiting the Mara Game Reserve. A young girl nudged her aside with a handful of colourful shukas (Maasai shawls). Their eyes said it all - buy my crafts.
Read MoreIn South Africa there is a philosophy called Ubuntu that roughly translates to “I am because you are”. I remember one of the Maasai staff at the first camp I stayed at showing concern when one of our group members wasn’t feeling well. He said to her “If you’re not well I’m not well.” That is Ubuntu.
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