Stunned a little by the fact that we were back to four-wheeled transportation, I took in the bright billboards, the worn path by the highway (that seemed strangely empty--it's usually bustling with activity), and listened to Julie filling everyone in about guest house logistics and our plans for the days ahead. The team joked about how for a bit it seemed like I was driving--truthfully, it is a little odd for the first five minutes or so as a front-seat passenger in a country that drives on the left side of the road.
We dispersed to our various rooms, knowing we'd reconvene at breakfast over mango juice, eggs, and tea. Zadie and I have the front room in the guest house for the next two nights, so we hear a lot of the outside activity--footsteps, talking, cars idling, alarms sounding, and unfamiliar bird calls. Oh yes, I love me some earplugs. :-) Familiar were the sounds of crickets and some humid air.
As we turned in, the guest house light spilled in around the curtains, illuminating our mosquito nets. The reality of being in Kenya has set in.
Today we're heading out to a boys' orphanage near Nairobi. Among the things we're taking with us are a soccer ball and some scratch art supplies.
As everyone adjusts to the new time zone (and tries to remember important details such as taking malaria medication and brushing teeth with bottled water), we covet your prayers.
sending prayers that you all will remain safe and touch many lives!!
ReplyDeleteKelly Saponaro
I am with you all in prayer and daily thoughts...give Zadie a big hug for me.. (and prayers and hugs for the team). ~Renae.
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