I met a white man in town. His name is Zach and he works for an Episcapalean church in a small town nearby. He said he'd love to grab a Tusker and chat sometime. He was in town going frombank to bank to deposit money into different schools accounts in order to sponsor several children's education. I saw himin the store and then later he stopped meinthe street to ask where I was from. Seeing other white people is rare and exciting here.
We went and played basketball at the airstrip (some runway that was paved for who knows why). It has one hoop that leans to the side a bit, is built out of wood, annd the hoop is nailed into the backboard. Several Kenyans joined us for a game of PIG and then 3 on 3. I rode on the back of a Boda Boda to ge there. In Portland lots of parents let their kids ride onthe back of their bike boards and I have always scoffed at it like it was dangerous but EVERYONE does it here. It only costs 10 KSH to get anywhere around town.
The kids come to visit us every day after they get off school. They love it whenyou take picturesof them mostly because they like to look at them on your camera screen and laugh at each other. They are pretty cute. They will play with you or harass you until it starts pouring rain and they have to go home. One night the rain started and they all huddled under our tiny porch with us.
The heavy rains come every day at about exactly5pm. I took a picture of the line of clouds rolling over the sky. Looks kinda like the Appocalypse is coming and the thunder sounds roll in with it.
We are planning a trip to the Kakamega Rainforest tomorrow. Might even stay there overnight. It supposedly has lots of monkeys and birds. I will report back.
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