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Bankelele Absolutely Rocks

I feel it's only right that I share one of my favourite Kenyan blogs.

I don't know who the author is except that [s]he is a Kenyan. [S]he posts very regularly and seems to be on top of all things business.

For the life of me, I simply can't understand how [s]he finds out all this stuff faster than me. (Okay.. yes my pride is wounded that someone can actually aggregate usefull information faster than I can, but this blog sits on the absolute zenith of Kenyan business publications. I hope he/she never stops publishing.)

So without further ado, here is your link to all things business related with a Kenyan perspective. All hail the great

Bankelele


I've finally finished preparing my email interview for up and coming Kenyan entrepreneurs. Bankele will be receiving a copy on Monday. Hopefully we can discover just who [s]he is and how [s]he became such a guru.

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