"So
how
dangerous
is
Kenya
then?"
I
asked
in
a
small,
controlled
squeak."Oh,
not
at
all,"
they
responded
in
unison.
"Well,
hardly,"
Will
added.
"It
depends
on
what
you
mean
by
dangerous,
of
course,"
said
Dan.
"Like
bleeding
and
not
getting
up
again,"
I
suggested.
"Being
shot
and
stabbed
and
so
forth,"
I
added.
They
assured
me
that
that
only
rarely
happened,
and
that
it
was
nearly
always
one
or
the
other.
You
had
to
be
very
unlucky
to
be
shot
and
stabbed,
they
said.
"It's
mostly
diseases
you
have
to
worry
about,"
Nick
went
on.
"Malaria,
schistosomiasis,
trypanosomiasis
..."
"Rift
Valley
fever,
blackwater
fever,
yellow
fever
..."
said
Dan.
"Dengue
fever,
bilharzia
-
the
usual
tropical
stuff,"
added
Will.
But
they
pointed
out
that
you
can
be
inoculated
against
many
of
those
and
for
the
rest
most
people
manage
a
more
or
less
complete
recovery,
given
time
and
a
considered
programme
of
physiotherapy.
Many
even
walk
again.
I
asked
if
there
was
anything
else
I
should
know.
"Well,
the
roads
are
a
little
dangerous
-
there
are
some
crazy
drivers
out
there,"
Will
said,
chuckling.
"But
apart
from
that
and
the
diseases
and
the
bandits
and
the
railway
from
Nairobi
to
Mombasa,
there's
absolutely
nothing
to
worry
about,"
Nick
added.
"What's
wrong
with
the
railway?"
"Oh,
nothing
really.
It's
just
the
rolling
stock
is
a
little
antiquated
and
sometimes
the
brakes
give
out
coming
down
out
of
the
mountains
-
but
hey,
if
you
worried
about
all
the
things
that
might
happen
you
wouldn't
go
anywhere,
would
you?"
"I
don't
go
anywhere,"
I
pointed
out.
[p. 10-11]