houses of clay: a white boy's adventure in africa - anthony deland

it is september of fifteenth, and nairobi smells of burning: a campfire, burning tires and that special smelll a painted board has when it is set on fire. most of the city is slum, not like slums in the u.s., or at least not the ones i have seen. this slum is entirelly constructed of eight by eight houses made of mud with tin roofs, where families of six sleep on the ground.

anthony ent to kenya to scape america and change his life, what he found there would change his life forever.