Joanna Goldbergsends biweekly communiqués from Kenya, where she’s living with her kid
Back home, I received a somewhat bloated pay cheque every two weeks, regular payments from the recently collapsed conservative government, massive tax breaks and monthly child support from Cameron’s dad. Yet, the laundry, cooking, shopping, parenting, commuting to and from school, house cleaning and transporting is all done by the one and only, me. I even cleaned the toilets myself.
Here, I receive a monthly allowance equivalent to three nights out, some popcorn and half a phone bill back home. Twenty-five thousand Kenyan shillings – about $300 – is more than most Kenyans make, but it’s hardly generous, especially with a kid in tow and in a place as pricey and full of temptations as Nairobi. I’m usually broke, but my god how I’m spoiled.