Sometimes you get used to it, and sometimes you don't

Part of living in a country that is not your own is dealing with things that are different than what you're used to.

Today I went to one of the major shopping centers in Nairobi to post an ad on their ad board - the closest you can get to eBay here.

So I'm trying to sell my beloved PowerBook. Like the rest of Mac laptop people, I want to replace it with an IntelBook. I took the ad to the mall office. They told me that my ad might present a conflict of interest with the mall's computer shop. They requested that I get an official stamp from the computer seller to say it was OK with them for me to run the ad. I went to that shop. They said it was OK but that I needed to go to the head office of the computer shop, which was on a different floor. After waiting 10 minutes for the right person at the office to say it was OK, I then took the officially-approved ad to the mall office, paid my money and was on my way.

The fact that I was frustrated by all those steps indicates that I am not yet at the point of total serenity in Kenya.