It must be that I too am beginning to grow old.
With all that Africa retains the Pascolian fanciullino and "lo spirto guerrier ch'entro mi rugge," and that I myself keep to overdoses of Indian ocean, rock and roll and savannah, I tend to put up with fewer and fewer compatriots who frequent Kenya or prepare to experience it.
Or rather, I support them, lavish them with advice, unravel their (often self-tangled) skeins, and still always respond to everyone, on the various channels where I personally, like Malindikenya.net or like "Italians in Kenya" have been doing for years.

What I can't stand anymore is those who complain about things that are easily overcome or criticize situations in which he himself is a party, a protagonist if not even a creator. And he goes so far as to consider unfair or bogus proceedings that he does not understand, approve of, or are not part of his ethics.
Take, for example, the first "stake" that one must face in order to enter Kenya: the online visa that has created a new phenomenon: the "no-vist" people.

This year we are witnessing the return of many Italians who had not set foot in Malindi, Watamu and Diani since before the pandemic.
For some it has already been three years.
Those who came to Kenya before January 1, 2020, for example, could still fill out their tourist visas in the paper form they were given at the airport. Then, if he kept informed over the next two and a half years, he learned that nowadays to come to the African country it is a must to obtain the visa online in advance, through the government website evisa.go.ke.

There are those who do not like to waste their time and are quite humble and aware of their inability to understand English applications or know how to juggle computers and rely on agencies that rightly add their percentage of "service fees" to the visa.
There, that's perfectly fine for goodness sake. Don't then come to me and judge that "the visa for Kenya costs 120 euros."
YOU PAID 120 EUROS FOR IT!
Because you are unable or unwilling to fill it out yourself, otherwise you would have paid $51 or the equivalent in euros. So you deserve a proper response to your complaint on social in which you assure that the visa has more than doubled since it has been online.

Then there are those who personally try their hand at the Kenyan immigration site (which it must be said, is not exactly a walk in the park, especially for those who are not accustomed to the Internet and the English language) and fail to understand certain steps.
Such as:
"Why do I have to add a hotel reservation or a letter of invitation from the owner of the house where I will be staying? What if I want to arrive in Kenya on my own and then decide where to stay?"
Meanwhile, these kinds of travelers are either extinct shortly after the mammoths and there are a few left in India from the days of the marijuana gurus, or they are under the age of 25 and/or were born with backpacks attached to their backs like dromedaries. To hear such a sentence from a 72-year-old retiree, it sounds a bit jarring.
Okay, you're coming to Kenya but you're not going to a hotel, where are you staying?
Answer, "at a friend's house."
Well, then your friend will be the one to make you an invitation letter, send it to you, and you put it in the visa application.
Answer: "eh no he can't"
He can't? Why is that? Can't your friend write? Or is he an international wanted person?
Answer: "he says they then make him pay more taxes."
That "more taxes" would already be a good answer, because it assumes that he already pays them.
In Malindi and Watamu, in short, it seems everyone comes to sleep on the beach or in mud huts.
Thus flow the letters of invitation "for a fee" signed Kazungu, Salim, Toblerone and Princess.
Some abandon the camp and rush to the cell phone keyboard to write "Too much bureaucracy, Africa does not deserve me. I will choose another destination. I'm going to Zanzibar." Which is famously in South America.
Others bang their heads, ask for advice from 63 virtual people in 12 different facebook pages and groups, then pull the sums, follow the most clicked advice and get to the bottom.

When everything seems to have worked...lo and behold, once paid, the visa does not arrive.
Ten minutes pass, an hour, three hours, a day...and it doesn't come!
Panic, terror, the risk of the airline ticket date to be changed, the mud hut to be cancelled, the safari with Cherry to be postponed. Before you whine, know two things: the visa can be made up to 90 days before departure, and rest assured it will arrive before the flight date. With your payment receipt you can safely leave from Italy and upon arrival at the airport in Kenya you will point out that you have paid (which means your visa has been accepted) but your visa has not arrived.

In the last few days there are those who have shown up at departures at Malpensa and Fiumicino airports without their visas, with their airline ticket and vacation booked, doing the devil's work to be able to leave and feeling it was unfair "that no one had notified them." For that matter, no one warned you either that you only go to Kenya by plane, and not by scooter, ferry or Italo. You knew that, though, huh? Do you see that all is not lost? In the meantime I recommend to the "no vist" people the Way of Santiago de Compostela. No need for invitation letter, air reservation and toblerone friends. And you come back more humble, less sour and ready (perhaps) for a nice vacation in Kenya.