My last couple of weekends have been so fun.
Last weekend I went to Nakuru with my Kiswahili teacher and good friend Margaret. We visited her family Saturday and Sunday and it so fun. We made chapattis and hung out and played with my camera, and just relaxed. It was peaceful too and beautiful. You walk outside the house and there are beautiful mountains and fields. They were such wonderful people. The kind of people you feel lucky to know. But the end of my visit they felt like family. If I don’t go to the Congo for Christmas, I’m going to spend Christmas with them.
This weekend I went to the home of one of my good friends here. She has three children and lives in a one bedroom apartment, about the size of my room at home. The room functions as their living room, kitchen, bedroom, and everything else. She is truly an amazing woman and I'm so lucky for her friendship. In african style I brought a bag full of gifts, mostly food and a few sweets for the kids. It was nice to just sit and talk and eat muffins, cookies, and tea.
I also met with my professor from APU this morning. He is in Kenya doing planning for a graduate program. It was good to see a familiar face and have someone to help process the last 2 and a half months.
In other news....
Life has been good. I feel all this pressure to write about exciting and exotic things, living in Africa and all, but really life is pretty low key most of the time. It’s just life in Africa, okay so its not just life in Africa, but not every day is super exciting….
Some days are like this:
I wake up, I drink chai tea, take my bucket bath, eat some left over ugali, go to Sidai, teach Baby class, talk with the ladies at my internship, drink more tea, leave Sidai, go to town, get peanuts for 5 bob and talk with my friend who sales them, go home, attempt to do homework, watch tyra banks, help with dinner, eat dinner(rice and beans), watch KTN(our only channel), talk with my family, drink more chai tea, and go to bed.
I love it.
more to come!
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