Update #9

Going to keep it short. Very excited to meet 2 of our sponsored kids
tomorrow (we have 5 total, 2 in Lesotho and 1 -- my only little girl -- in India)
 and wanting to get some good rest.

The ride into Nairobi was sick, Sick, SICK. Literally. The toxic fumes
were nauseating and the traffic made L.A. look like smooth sailing at
5pm midweek. Our van ride in took 5 hours.  The good news is that lunch was ready
and palatable. Chicken with white meat on it, juicy pineapple, awesome
fries, kale and a lentil dish. We ate and headed out to shop. The
bartering was brutal, but we held strong and the experience was fun. Bye
bye cash for most of us, but lots of fun and unique items to take the
place of clothing, shoes and gifts left behind. I encouraged a group of us
to do a quick walk through the smelly meat market to see the large
Pelicans poised to swoop down and steal a fish or two. It was an open air
fish and butcher market with less than desireable items (for us) at
every turn, but something not to be missed nonetheless...hearts, livers,
kidneys, tripe and all.   It's a slice of life and culture that makes
international travel so exciting (to me).  

After the market, it was tea time. Hollow triangular donuts. Quite
yummy with a sprinkle of sugar in the middle. Delos was fed up with the
free tea and wanted a cup of java across the street. I joined him and
happened to look at the food menu: burgers (many kinds), fries, smoothies,
salads, sandwiches, sausage, egg and cheese sandwiches, fluffy pancakes
with maple syrup, ice cream sundaes. I ran across the street to grab
my laptop to utilize the free wi-fi hot spot (that was a no-go...so
still no blog) and notified a few in our group. 10 mins later 21 of us were
there! That was dinner. Actually it felt like so much more than that.
It felt a tad like a lifesaver for most, I think.   It was SO nice to
be outdoors in the cool air, not covered in dirt (and to have ice, a
COLD beverage, and a toilet when needed. Praise God! LOL!

A small group was playing cards and might still be downstairs. I am
hitting the hay. My husband is crashed out in his bunk aside from me with
his headlamp on and book on his chest. Apparently I did not
misunderstand. We WERE supposed to go on a safari tomorrow, but like everything in
Kenya, that changed. Will let you know what transpired later on.
Heading to airport at 8pm.

Everyone is healthy and healing for now (though Jon's legs are still quite
battered. They too will heal).

Blessings and our continued thanks!

The Compassion for Kenya Team