There is the High, the Low, but Not Much in the Middle
That was the key phrase of the night as the author found himself at a posh poolside bar on the rooftop of an otherwise ordinary-looking hotel inside a walled compound of an obscure side street. It was the last few minutes of 2015, and this neighborhood, like any other in Nairobi after nightfall, remained dark, quiet, and devoid of pedestrians. But as soon as the heavy metal gates of the high-security walled compounds are flung open, a whole new world opens up . Smartly dressed young locals and expats (but vast majority being locals) headed up to where the DJ was keeping the music thumping.