I am in Dr. Wale Akinyemi’s home, in Karen.
Outside, the compound is green, and lush, and large.
Inside, the house is magnificent, with warm earthy tones for the decor, interesting black hardwood for the dinning area, and photos of him, his wife and their three, now young-adult children, on the walls.
Nothing about Wale’s home is pretentious. Nothing.
On the mid-morning that I arrive, it’s a busy home, full of life and activity. There are delicious aromas coming from their open-plan kitchen, there are people going up and down the stairs with cameras and lights, and his two sons are also around, going about their own business (their sister is in school).