Our taxi meanders the estate backstreets, cruising at walking pace amid the early morning hustle and bustle of Nairobi. The route to Parklands takes us past a multitude of architectural installations all embroidered by green leafy palm and razor-sharp security wire. Slowing for a moment, we stop by an apple market filled with bartering for the best prices. We pass the prime minister’s estate, a walled complex with treetops poking over the walls. Security is tight as video cameras swivel as we pass, AKs loosely aimed in every direction.