Whenever I am in Nairobi at the ghetto hotel, I walk past this gate and have a chuckle. So last time I took a pic to share with you. Wonder how someone lets them know they are outside, hmmm?
These two guys were lots of fun and once we took our 'snap' everyone else wanted a snap too.
There are a couple of hotelis (restaurants) in Kabarnet where I will go for lunch. They are owned by the same person. I prefer Sportsline (no clue why it's called that) because the samosas are better there. They actually have a sink where you can wash your hands instead of a pitcher or can of water.
Back on my compound there was a bit of drama a couple of weeks ago at 2:30am. One of Mama Rhoda's sons came home and started beating his wife and children. She was screaming, yelling, the babies were crying, pots, pans and dishes being thrown outside, Sukari barking like a crazy hound and no one did anything. Remember I live next to the police compound and the deputy is my neighbor! It actually scared me because he didn't seem to be drunk. I did mention the incident to the other son recently and told him if it happened again, I would be leaving because I would not feel safe here. Well, now the wife and baby are gone. Mama Rhoda 'chased them away' because of the incident. The woman always gets blamed in a domestic situation, huh.
Another baby cow was born on the compound a month ago and Sukari desperately wants to play with her. In the beginning the cow feared Sukari but now just butts her in the head.
For Thanksgiving I had no real plans to go anywhere. Other peeps were heading to the coast and I didn't want to make the trek. In talking to my pal Madame Roseline, she insisted we return to Lake Bogoria to celebrate the american holiday and also do some work brainstorming. I'm in.
Last time I went with her to the lake, we never actually went to the lake per se, just to the 'spa' near the lake. So this time she was determined we would go see the hot springs and pink flamingos. We decided to go later in the afternoon when it would not be so hot as the sun would be setting.
We drove on the see the hot springs and it was sad to see all the rubbish everywhere. There really aren't springs or geysers but just bubbling eddys in an area just off the shore of the lake. It's hot though, with steam rising and blowing. The locals like to stand in the steamy area and breath in the mist because they think it is healing. Waaaaaay too hot and stinky for me.
Roseline and I did discuss some business and created a plan to develop a demonstration garden on the plot near her office for her HIV groups to plant healthy foods. I agreed to help and also teach some cooking classes if she would plant non traditional veggies like okra, spinach, broccoli and melons. So we put out the word and had our first planning meeting with the groups.
There was still one remaining stubbon stump that this man managed to remove by the end of the day with his panga.
So now it is all planted and I will show you how the garden grows in the near future.
I thought about doing a thorough cleaning in my house but decided you needed the REAL Peace Corps experience. So along with the bucket bath and washing your clothes by hand, you can clean the floors on your knees and haul and purify water. Woohoo!
So I'm heading out in the morning for the Christmas holiday in Lamu and then all the way cross country to Lake Victoria and Rusinga Island for new years. Sukari and I wish you a very blessed season full of family, friends and love.