SMUGGLED

An undercover reporter accompanies four Kenyans as they're smuggled from Nairobi to Johannesburg in search of better opportunities.

August 2, 2018

At the start of the journey, Mbuthia, our driver, spoke only when giving us instructions and answered our questions in a word or two. He was casually dressed and wore a baseball hat pulled low over his eyes. It would be days before I finally saw his entire face. The inscription on the strap at the back of his hat read "Madness". In a way, that summarised the nine-day journey we were about to embark on.

On May 25 this year, I followed migrants from Nairobi to Johannesburg, South Africa, under cover. Pretending that I was also running away to South Africa, I paid Sh45,000 to a smuggler who operates under the guise of a travel agent.

I wanted to experience what it was like for people taking the 3,850-kilometre road trip across the southern half of the continent in search of a better life. Little did I know what I was in for.

Our journey from Nairobi through Tanzania, Zambia, Zimbabwe and, finally, South Africa, was made possible by the pervasive corruption among rogue law and immigration enforcement officers in these countries.

I had arrived at the offices of Pro-Tours and Safaris at Seldom House, Murang’a Road in Nairobi on a Saturday midmorning to find four other travellers waiting for my arrival. Among them was a mother travelling with her three-year-old son. The kingpin of the human smuggling trade, who is commonly known as Muchina, and two of his employees, were also present.

At about 10.30am we left Seldom House and walked to Park Road with a man only identified as Njoroge, an employee of the smuggler. From there we boarded a matatu to the OTC Bus Stage, where Njoroge booked us into a Namanga-bound van and assured us that someone would be waiting to take us to Johannesburg.

The Namanga border control centre in Kenya.

The Namanga border control centre in Kenya.

The Namanga border control centre in Kenya.

In Namanga we connected with Mbuthia, our driver down south, who took us to a nearby guest house for the night. Three of us – the mother and her baby, a female traveller, and I – shared a double-bed room to spread the cost and, mostly, for security reasons.

We left Namanga the following day at 10am aboard, to our surprise, a Mercedes-Benz station wagon, which we rode all the way down to Johannesburg. We were expecting to use a minibus.

We had no hassle crossing into Tanzania. Mbuthia had instructed us to walk in pairs and to tell immigration officials that we were going to Zambia to attend a wedding. The journey had started.

In recent years, dozens of Kenyans have been enduring this perilous trip, seeking a better life in South Africa. No one has counted their exact numbers, but many of them take the back-breaking journey of hope and hardship and enter South Africa clandestinely.

Every week, says Mbuthia, a Namanga-based driver who is employed to transport people to South Africa, 10 to 20 people leave Kenya for South Africa. The exodus is hard to measure because of its underground nature, and the Kenyan High Commission in Pretoria says there is no clear picture or data on clandestine movements on land from Kenya to South Africa.

But the number, by our estimates, is significant. Mbuthia, for instance, says he has been ferrying people to South Africa for seven years now.

He told us that the amount of money we had paid for the trip was too little to cover the costs and the risk, indicating that their key business is not smuggling people but contraband across these south and east African countries.

Throughout the trip, our lives were in the hands of the smugglers. We followed their instructions and adhered to their decisions regarding where to sleep, when and where to eat, and what to say to immigration officials and police officers.

We went for long hours without food. On five occasions in Tanzania, Zambia and Zimbabwe the driver stopped by roadside kiosks for us to grab food. We also had to spend three nights in the vehicle during the trip.

Kenyans do not need visas to travel to Tanzania, Zambia and Zimbabwe, and so transit in these countries was smooth as immigration officials did not ask further questions when we said we were members of the same family going to attend a wedding.

In Tanzania, police officers stopped us 22 times. At nearly all these checkpoints, our driver paid a bribe. We covered Tanzania in 19 hours, although we had a six-hour break so that the driver could rest. We stopped beside the highway near Iringa at 10pm and spent the night in the vehicle.

We arrived at the border town of Tunduma in southern Tanzania on the Monday of May 27 at 11am. Here, we spent four days in a little, dirty guest house whose bathroom floor had maggots.

The driver told us that his boss wanted him to wait for three more Kenyans to join us from Nairobi. He explained that the vehicle could not accommodate any more people, but his boss would hear none of it.

His boss wanted the men put in the boot, but the driver refused. Hours turned into nights as we waited for the smugglers in Nairobi to make a decision. We all became worried, wondering whether we had signed up for a border-town holiday. The three men finally arrived from Nairobi but were asked to wait for another vehicle.

We crossed into Zambia on Thursday, May 30 at about 6pm. At the Tanzania-Zambia one-stop border post, we were met by three men who helped us with immigration work. Here we were directed to go to the first counter on the right at the Tanzania side and the first counter from left on the Zambia side because the local agents had made prior arrangements with immigration officials of the two countries.

In Zambia we spent one night in the vehicle, parked in the bush, and another night in a lodge in Lusaka. Unlike in Tanzania, there were not so many checkpoints on the road, and I never saw the driver bribing any official.

From Lusaka, we used the longest route to get to the Zambia-Zimbabwe border. That circuitous route allowed us to avoid the Chirundu Border Post, where Muchina, the chief smuggler, who had flown in from Nairobi, said our documents would likely have been more carefully scrutinised. Instead, at the Kariba Border Post, Mbuthia, the driver, appeared well-known to the immigration officials manning the counters.

We covered Zimbabwe in just 15 hours, despite making a stop to watch the UEFA Champions League final between Liverpool and Tottenham on June 1. Muchina is a Liverpool fan and he said he could not miss the match.

We rolled into a hidden car park at the Zimbabwe side of Beitbridge at 2.10am on Sunday, June 2 and waited for sunrise. And, finally, with the help of a local agent, we crossed into South Africa in the glare of dawn.

The local agent confiscated our passports, explaining that should police officers stop us, they would have no proof that we did not have visas (I had one though.).

It is common knowledge that bribery is rampant among police officers in many African countries. But in South Africa the police gave corruption a new meaning. This was the most guarded border post of all. There were dozens of soldiers, police and immigration personnel on patrol. It appeared impregnable.

And yet, at about 9am, we casually walked into South Africa using the official channel. I counted 11 police officers manning the gate, but none of them asked us any question. As the local agent, who goes by the name Phanuel, handed out 200-rand bribes, they turned a blind eye.

“We are finally in South Africa!” Rose, one of the migrants, said as we made our first steps into the Promised Land. A big smile spread across her face and the other traveller breathed with relief.

“Mummy, there is KFC over there!” the little boy shouted when he noticed the restaurant across the road.

Rose had promised her three-year-old son KFC chicken wings first thing once we arrived in South Africa to soothe the boy after he complained that the journey was taking too long. The boy remembered … and the mum kept the promise.

We walked to the KFC restaurant, which was about 200 metres from the border post, for breakfast. From there we drove for six hours to Johannesburg without encountering any police officers. The final destination was Carlton Centre in downtown Johannesburg where the migrants were picked up by their friends.

Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.
Map of route used by smugglers from Nairobi to Johannesburg.

Kenyan migrants make this life-threatening journey south in search of better economic opportunities. The World Bank rates South Africa as one of four African countries with an upper-middle-income economy – the others are Mauritius, Botswana and Gabon. Kenya is classified as a lower-middle-income country.

This continuous flow of Kenyans to South Africa speaks to complex policy issues such as lack of employment and wage stagnation, among others. Experts believe that the national government must urgently address such policy questions if Kenya ever hopes to vault into the strata of Africa’s upper-income economies.

Economist Tony Watima says when migrants take such risks, they confirm that the country is not creating enough economic opportunities, leaving many desperate.

“Kenya needs to look at the systematic reality that is not creating enough opportunities for its growing population,” he says.

Kenya has among the highest youth unemployment rates in the region, according to a 2016 World Bank report. At the time unemployment among Kenya’s youth aged 15-24 stood at 17 per cent, compared to six per cent in both Uganda and Tanzania.

Last year, 78,400 new jobs were created in the formal sector, less than the number of students that graduated from public and private universities in 2016, which the Commission for University Education put at 88,773.

These new jobs were also a six-year low and a 42 per cent drop from the 134,200 created in 2013, according to the Economic Survey of 2019.

In its most recent economic update on Kenya, the World Bank recommended policy reforms to help transform the agriculture sector to reduce poverty and increase jobs. But the wheels of change turn slowly, while the wheels of Mbuthia’s Benz turn like crazy.

A statue of former South African President Nelson Mandela in Pretoria.

A statue of former South African President Nelson Mandela in Pretoria.

A statue of former South African President Nelson Mandela in Pretoria.

The route to South Africa, based on interviews with Kenyan migrants and smugglers, is well trodden. It often involves crossing the crocodile-infested Limpopo River, which forms a natural border between Zimbabwe and South Africa. The river is wide and is usually high and fast during the rainy season but shallow when dry. They trek for a distance of between five and 10 kilometres, cross the river under the cover of darkness, and head to the Musina border town, a gateway to the rest of the country.

The migrants pay smugglers anywhere from Sh40,000 to Sh100,000 for the road trip based on their ethnicity. Migrants with distinct physical features that easily identify them as non-indigenous South Africans, such as Somalis and Boranas, are charged the highest.

But not all Kenyans who set out for South Africa reach their destination. Last year, a woman collapsed and died in front of her nine-year-old daughter at a tavern in a border town immediately after they crossed the river. The exact cause of her death was not established, but Mbuthia said she probably suffered shock occasioned by high blood pressure.

Despite the dangers, the flow of Kenyans moving to South Africa is endless. According to the Kenyan High Commission, there are 28,000 registered Kenyans in South Africa. The number of undocumented Kenyan migrants could be higher. In order to survive, the migrants seek asylum immediately they arrive in South Africa.

Jean Kamau, Kenya's High Commissioner to South Africa.
"Children born post that identity are not Kenyan"
Jean Kamau, Kenya's High Commissioner to South Africa

South Africa immigration and refugee law policy is among the most generous in the world. For example, asylum seekers are permitted to work, study, and move across the country freely while their cases are being reviewed.

Adjudication of asylum cases can take years, but, once approved, refugees have most of the rights of South African citizens. They have access to free healthcare, housing and education for their children.

South Africa’s porous borders, corruption, and lax immigration policies allow prospective Kenyan immigrants to abuse the asylum system by lying about their country of origin.

Some claim political asylum by taking up the identity of a group of people who are more likely to get asylum because of the prevailing political situation in their countries. These include Burundi, Somalia, the Democratic Republic of Congo, Rwanda, Eritrea and South Sudan.

But such acts of desperation have long-term consequences, says Jean Kamau, Kenya’s High Commissioner to South Africa.

“Children born post that identity are not Kenyan,” she says. “On one hand they get those initial benefits as migrants, but the long-term consequences have a repercussion for them and their children, which is very hard to reverse.”



The arrival of migrants in South Africa provokes fear, divisive debates and acts of violence against foreigners. Some locals, especially black South Africans, accuse foreigners of coming to take their jobs, and to strain government services.

In 2008, at least 60 people were killed in attacks on foreigners across South Africa. Since then the country has seen other smaller outbreaks of xenophobia. In March this year, three people died in protests targeting foreign-owned shops.

Mahat Yusuf Salat, a Kenyan living in Johannesburg, says South Africa is an attractive destination for people looking for a better life because it is more industrialised than Kenya.

“There is diversity in the country and legislation, healthcare, infrastructure, democracy and human rights record are better,” says Mahat, a member of Kenya Diaspora Association of South Africa, which was founded in 2011. It is unclear how many people are in the group.

He says he arrived in Johannesburg 19 years ago empty-handed and worked his way from a hawker, to a general shop owner, to a proprietor of a travel agency.

When it comes down to it, who stands to lose and who stands to win from this clandestine immigration?

Kenyans.

Josef Mwikya, the head of consular services at the Kenyan High Commission in South Africa, says irregular migration can give South Africa a reason to impose stringent visa rules.

“Restrictive immigration policies will prevent Kenyans from easily obtaining visas to move legally,” he says.

Mahat Salat (right) in his office in Johannesburg, South Africa.

Mahat Salat (right) in his office in Johannesburg, South Africa.

Mahat Salat (right) in his office in Johannesburg, South Africa.

Josef Mwikya, head of consular services at the Kenyan High Commission in South Africa.

Josef Mwikya, head of consular services at the Kenyan High Commission in South Africa.

Josef Mwikya, head of consular services at the Kenyan High Commission in South Africa.

DIRTY TRICKS

Every year, many Kenyans travel thousands of kilometres seeking a brighter future in South Africa.

They pay smugglers to coordinate their travel and endure great difficulties along the route.

Many manage to reach South Africa safely, but others suffer the consequences of clandestine migration and fall victim to violent robbery, extortion and sexual abuse.

There are no precise figures for irregular Kenyan migrants to South Africa available because of its underground nature, but the smuggling business is clearly thriving.

One agent, for example, has been in the business for the past 10 years. This is after the South African government imposed stringent visa rules for Kenyans.

There are at least three agents operating on the Nairobi-Johannesburg route, and every week at least 10 people leave Kenya for South Africa – without visas.

This flow is mainly fuelled by rising aspirations for a better life, lack of employment opportunities at home and the attraction of real or imaginary opportunities for high earnings in South Africa.

The most salient thing about human smuggling is that it flourishes because of the endemic corruption across the region.

On the roads, the smugglers seemed known by most police officers in transit countries and after parting with some money, they were allowed to continue with their journey.

At the Beitbridge Border Post between Zimbabwe and South Africa, the smugglers, through their local agents, give police hefty bribes to allow the migrants to enter the country through the normal entry point without asking any questions.

Potential migrants get to know the smugglers through their social networks and recommendations by successful migrants in South Africa. Others are lured by sub-agents who operate on the outskirts of Nairobi and bring them into contact with the main agents.

The fees range between Sh40,000 and Sh100,000 for adults. Children pay half price. Kenyans of Somali descent pay the highest fees “because they are easily detectable as foreigners”, according to one agent.

They also charge Sh1,500 for instant fake yellow fever vaccination certificates.

Tunduma town in southern Tanzania, near the border with Zambia.

Tunduma town in southern Tanzania, near the border with Zambia.

Tunduma town in southern Tanzania, near the border with Zambia.

The agents adopt various methods to facilitate this irregular migration, and the mode of travel varies, depending on the number of migrants in a given week.

These include hopscotching in public buses from Nairobi through Arusha, Dodoma, Mbeya, Tunduma, Lusaka and Harare to Johannesburg. Sometimes they use personal vehicles, but most usually they use minibuses.

The smugglers carry out their businesses freely in Kenya because they operate secretly.

It is also easy for them because Kenyans can travel visa-free to Tanzania, Zambia and Zimbabwe before entering South Africa clandestinely.

It is impossible for Kenyan immigration officials to stop suspected illegal migrants at the border posts. This is because according to the Constitution, every Kenyan has a right to leave the country at any time, for any reason.

“Even if you know that they are being smuggled or trafficked, you can only advise them and leave everything else to them,” Mr Josef Mwikya, the head of consular services at the Kenyan High Commission in South Africa said of bona fide Kenyan migrants.

He previously worked as principal immigration officer at the Namanga border post.

The smugglers are well organised through a highly efficient regional network with links in Tanzania, Zambia and Zimbabwe.

At border points, including Tunduma (Tanzania-Zambia), Kariba (Zambia-Zimbabwe) and Beitbridge (Zimbabwe-South Africa) the smugglers use local agents to bribe police and immigration officers.

In most cases, the migrants, with the guidance of Zimbabwean smugglers, walk for five to 10 kilometres in a forest under the cover of darkness before crossing the crocodile-infested Limpopo River into South Africa undetected.

There is usually a vehicle waiting for them on the other side to take them to Johannesburg, a six hour-drive from the border.

JOBLESS NIGHTMARE

In 2007, Kimani (who gave only one name to conceal his identity), migrated to South Africa from Ndenderu in Kiambu with high hopes. He had plans to make more money, build a house and take care of his siblings’ education.

But many years later, his dream is far from realised. Broke and mentally broken, Kimani takes each day as it comes.

“I survive by doing menial jobs,” he says.

He lives in a tiny cubicle with only a bed. It has been many months since he last paid rent. He has a pending case in court with his landlord over rent arrears. By law the landlord cannot evict him or ask for rent until the case is decided.

Kimani, 39, spends most of his days in his room. When his neighbours or Kenyan friends need a hand for a task, such as washing their cars, they call him.

He is one of an untold number of Kenyans living from hand to mouth, thousands of kilometres away from home. Without documents showing that he is in South Africa legally, it is hard to make ends meet, he says.

“I can’t look for a job because I don’t have any papers. My Kenyan ID and passport got lost and I have never replaced them,” he says.

To avoid arrest and deportation, he normally reports to the police that his passport is lost. With an official police abstract, he cannot be arrested for three months after it is issued. He has been using the abstract for the last two years.

Tall, dark and slender, Kimani has had three jobs since arriving in South Africa. He first sold curios in Johannesburg, but the returns were not high. He then moved to Cape Town, where he worked as a waiter.

“I have to go home before this year ends. I miss my family very much”
Kimani

As a waiter at the coastal city, he made about 3,000 rands (Sh21,000) every weekend. But the job was very tiring and he hardly had time to rest, he says. He quit and moved with his family to Parys, Free State, where he worked as an insurance agent.

Things were going well, or so he thought. Then, one day in 2016, his vehicle was written off after a road crash. This made it impossible for him to continue with his job as it required a lot of travelling. Things quickly spiralled out of hand, and he couldn’t make ends meet.

“My wife returned home with our daughter because life became too hard here,” he says.

Kimani’s story of disillusionment is a common one among Kenyans who have sneaked into South Africa.

At the turn of the millennium, South Africa grew increasingly alluring for Kenyans seeking better lives and opportunities.

But in the recent past, the South African economy has had its own problems. In the first quarter of 2019, the country’s gross domestic product fell by 3.2 per cent.

The country’s unemployment rate stood at 27.6 per cent in March 2019, up from 21.5 per cent in December 2008, according to data reported by Statistics South Africa. The report says the burden of unemployment is concentrated among the youth (15 to 34 years), who account for 63.4 per cent of the jobless.

Thanks to a poorly performing economy, among other reasons, some Kenyan migrants living in South Africa illegally face a devastating choice: Continue struggling far from home, or return to Kenya, empty-handed and embarrassed for having failed abroad.

It’s been 12 years since Kimani was last home. “I have to go home before this year ends. I miss my family very much,” Kimani says.

But he can’t come back with nothing. He fears he will be the butt of jokes in his village.

HELD IN A CELL


Our reporter was arrested at O.R. Tambo International Airport in Johannesburg over an immigration offence that she committed in the course of her reporting. She was put in a police cell for five nights.


When I made plans to report on clandestine migration of Kenyans seeking better economic opportunities in South Africa, the arrangement with my editors was that I would not do anything illegal. Not getting my passport stamped when entering South Africa was never part of the script. But as I was following the story, I was confronted with unforeseen events that put my fate in the hands of the smugglers.

Although I had a valid visa, I ended up entering South Africa undercover, alongside the other Kenyans. As I was leaving the country, I was arrested at the airport for failing to report to an immigration officer on entry six days earlier. Unscripted, I became a defendant and entered the South African justice system. In detention, an aspect of South Africa that I had not experienced was opened to me, leaving a lasting impression.

Nelson Mandela once said, “No one truly knows a nation until one has been inside its jails. A nation should not be judged by how it treats its citizens, but its lowest ones.”

After my arrest, I was taken to a holding cell as the immigration officers processed my charges before handing me over to the police. My fingerprints were taken, though not my mugshot.

During this time, I was made aware of my rights as a detainee in a language that I understand, including the right to be detained under conditions consonant with human dignity, adequate accommodation, nutrition, reading material and medical treatment at State expense.

The privileges also included an opportunity to communicate with, and be visited by a partner, next of kin, a religious counsellor and a medical practitioner of my choice. The rights were outlined on a slip of paper that all detainees are given immediately after arrest.

The notice also indicated the reason for being detained.

At the airport, the cells were tiny and only two people (of the same gender) shared a cell. I was made to wait for eight hours alongside a Cameroonian woman, who was arrested for possessing a forged South African asylum document, as police processed our charges. We were later transferred to a police cell about five kilometres away from the airport.

I was never handcuffed at any point, but as we were being transported to Kempton Park Police Station, the siren of the police truck was on. At this point, I got my first taste of what it is like to be in police custody and the harsh truths on what follows after you commit an offence started dawning on me.

South African police vehicles.

South African police vehicles.

South African police vehicles.

At Kempton Park, the police took our luggage, shoelaces and belts and emptied our pockets. We were not allowed to take any property, including money and mobile phones, into the cell. The police wrote down everything they took from us in an official book that we signed, and we kept a copy of the record. This was to ensure that we got back everything the had taken from us when we were released.

We were ushered into the basic room where we would be staying for the weekend and found three other women there.

Throughout my time in custody, I was accorded humane treatment. I did not at any point feel harassed or mishandled.

Our cell was constantly lit, had blankets and several paddings on the concrete floor to sleep on, a toilet in the corner and another outside that had a sink and soap. The toilet looked like those on aeroplanes, made of stainless steel with no lid. Cleaners disinfected the toilets every day. They also cleaned the cell once when I was there.

The police officers came to our cell about four times every night to check whether we were all right. Well, not really all right, but alive.

We were given food three times every day. Breakfast consisted of bread and tea, lunch was sandwiches and juice in disposable cups, and for supper we had different foods on different days, including pap (South Africa’s version of ugali) with beef or boerewors (South African sausage made of ground meat), and rice with chicken or ground meat.

I came to learn later that South Africa’s custodial system is governed under the Nelson Mandela Rules for the treatment of prisoners. The rules are a revision of the 1955 United Nations Standard Minimum Rules for the Treatment of Prisoners, and were named so in 2015 to honour the leader, who spent 27 years in prison in the course of his struggle for equality.

The rules deal with the humane treatment of prisoners, including prison conditions, contact with the outside world, respect for the religious beliefs of prisoners and prisoner health. They are not legally binding but provide guidelines for prison management in the 21st century.

It’s not clear how South Africa has fared in applying these guidelines. But I have doubt that compliance is total. While in custody, I heard a police officer call out the name of another Kenyan suspect as Abraham. The suspect politely pointed out to her that his name is Abdirahman, not Abraham, but the police officer shrugged him off and said, “This is a Christian country. If you are in South Africa, you are Abraham”.

Credits

Photos: Beatrice Kangai, Sila Kiplagat and AFP

Video: Leonard Ligai

Scrolling map: Joseph Ngari

Design and interactive map: Carlos Mureithi