7/8/2010 - We have made it to Kisumu and Morgan’s apartment. It’s great to see her. Morgan’s working in the kitchen making chili for dinner. She was super excited about her gifts, particularly the enchilada sauce, little G’s gifts (this made her cry), and the dark chocolate M&Ms.
Well its now 9pm and dinner is over. My mind is working on about 3 cylinders and I’m not sure how many I started with. The chili was delicious and nobody went away hungry. Rachelle, a friend we made in preparation for our last trip here came over for dinner with her 2 darling daughters Zawa and Sophia.
The bus trip from Nairobi was a tiring 7 hours. Fortunately there were 2 rest stops for getting out to stretch the legs. This was appreciated as the leg room is less than economy class. The highlight of the trip was the herd of Zebra we saw about half way. Part of the trip was even in the fog so you could not see very far up the road, which made the passing all the more exciting.
After one point of piles of trash along the road Joyce turns to me and we have the following conversation.
Joyce: I just saw a garbage truck. (Implying that at least an occasional effort was made to keep things tidy.)
Me: (Thinking that was unusual based on past experience) Was it moving?
J: No.
Me: (After some thought) Did it say ‘garbage truck’ on it?
J: No.
Me: So it really was just a ‘truck of garbage’.
J: Yeah, I guess so. (a bit deflated)
I know, not the most stimulating conversation, but it does fit the need here of not assuming to much on appearances nor basing those assumptions on our US backgrounds.
Sorry, no pictures this time as I’m to tired to fuss with it. I need to clean off my camera chip so I don’t have a bunch of old stuff on it. But in the next week, if all goes well, I should have a number of pictures up for browsing.
Tomorrow we get to go to Mbita and see Steve and Judy. Looking forward to it. Only one more bus ride to go. Hoping to actually sleep most the night but expecting to get a good 2 hours in and then toss and turn for the next 5.
Good night. Time for my first ‘shower’ since leaving home.
Paul
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