IN East Africa, that magical land of the Masai, the Mau Mau and the Macombers, February is the middle of summerand summer is safari season. To many Americans, the word safari (Swahili for journey) still conjures up a vision of Stewart Granger beating bravely through the bush, trailed by the wealthy, red-faced "Bwana Mkubwa" (Big Boss), his bored, flirtatious wife and a long line of naked natives with rifles, cook pots and bathtubs balanced on their heads. A more accurate vision is apt to be somewhat less theatrical. Outside Nairobi's new circular Hilton...
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