There are worse places to kill a few hours than Dubai airport

That said it is not exactly my cup of tea.

I am on my way to the Masai Mara to spend some time hanging with my old friend Yasuyoshi Chiba, and to watch a coming of age ceremony that takes places only once every generation. This is the first time the ceremony (which marks the crowning of new warriors) will take place without lions. Conservation and tourism wields the power now in the Mara, which means the lions have ended up with greater rights than the Masai.

Yasuyoshi has been living in the community for over a year now (when he’s not shooting elsewhere). The Masai have given his family land so that he can build a house, that’s how highly they think of him. I know how they feel. Although we could hardly be more different in character I have learned a lot from Yasuyoshi, not least that you can be both great at what you do, and put others first.

Tonight the community will gather for projected slideshow of his work. Trust me, it’s the hottest ticket out of town.