10-12-2020 by Freddie del Curatolo
The Song of Kenya today, Thursday, December 10th, more than a song is a wonderful and unique sound.
It is that of the Indian Ocean that breaks against the rocks when the wind blows directly from the open sea and does not beat the coast from the north or south as it does practically eleven months of the year.
There is a period, and it is this one, in which the winter and humid monsoon, which here they call "Kusi" which means "south wind", leaves the baton to the northern summer trade wind, which is called Kaskazi.
In the middle there is the breeze, more or less moderate, which sometimes gets fired up but often becomes sultry breeze, which is called Tanga Mbili, literally "the movement between the two".
When this moment comes, those who are on the coast of Kenya should never miss this sound and go looking for the rocks, because although the coast from Lamu to Shimoni is full of white and very long beaches, there is no lack of coral rock formations. Watamu at every bay and in its islets is the best known proof of this, in Malindi the tip of Vasco da Gama, in Takaungu even the rocks go overhanging the sea for tens of meters and even in Nyali there are some high rocks. So check the tide, the strength of the Tanga Mbili and get ready to listen to a sound that Africa makes different from any other sea, because it tells the story of daring and retreating, dying and being reborn, aspiring to heaven and finding the seabed that is proper of these lands and these people. And don't tell me it's just poetry.
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