A peek inside a samburu tribe hut, where traditions still continue daily mail online peruvian fish soup recipe

After driving for some time over a run of arid, bumpy dirt tracks, we finally reached the outskirts of ewaso village in northern kenya, which is home to the colourful samburu tribe.

I was being taken to meet a local family by 24-year-old ambrose letoluai who I’d met at the nearby loisaba conservancy, where he works as a wildlife conservationist.

He was keen to introduce me to his grandmother – who lives a traditional way of life with ancient rituals still at the heart of what she does – and show me around the rural, cattle herding community where he grew up.

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For instance, the rings in his grandmother’s ears indicated that she’s married, while longer lengths of beads around her neck showed that she has children who are warriors, also known as ‘moran’ in swahili.Community feature wooden skeleton

Ambrose explained that these are the tools she used to build her house with the help of other women in the community and it took them a few months to finish the construction job.

The traditional houses in the ewaso community feature a wooden skeleton, which is then plastered with cow dung and strengthened with sturdier pieces of wood.

Leaves and foliage are then compressed to build the roof. Ambrose says these natural materials efficiently safeguard the inhabitants from rain during the monsoon season and there are rarely leaks.

The traditional houses in the ewaso community feature a wooden skeleton, which is then clad with cow dung and strengthened with sturdier pieces of wood. Above, a house build in progress

I learn that there is no set meal time, and maize is the staple ingredient in most dishes.Community feature wooden skeleton the samburu tribe also drinks cow’s milk throughout the day and on special occasions they feast on the animal’s blood.

Instead of a mattress, there were dozens of cow hides stacked on top of each other. They felt a little stiff and prickly to touch – not quite on a par with egyptian cotton!

Some of the hides had stripes on them, which ambrose revealed were prepared during ceremonies that see the young samburu men embark on a path to become village elders.

The first step to gaining social status in the community starts at around the age of 15 when the samburu men are circumcised. They are then given the title of ‘junior moran’ or ‘warrior’.

The nature fanatic completed his secondary education with support from the loisaba community conservation foundation and went on to graduate from the kenya wildlife service training institute.Community feature wooden

He continued: ‘sometimes there’s up to ten in the bed. Samburu have large families and many of the men have more than one wife. It’s easy to lose count of your relatives!’

I looked at celine and she had an intriguing sense of wisdom about her, with twinkling eyes and a bald head. I wanted to ask her more questions but she only spoke swahili and ambrose had to translate as we went.

I asked how old celine was and her grandson replied laughing: ‘grandma has lost count, she doesn’t know how old she is. She can tell her children’s age but to her, the years don’t really matter.’