Last day in Nakuru. Today, we relax. We are going on some game park trip, should be fun. I should have charged my batteries but I didn’t. Its ok I can just steal some other people’s pics. But now let me give you the run down on Saturday.
First, I came and wrote a creepy blog for like two hours here at the cyber café. After that we went back to the hotel, those of us who weren’t on the hike, and started a movie. Then we went to lunch at the fancy restaurant, but first took a walk around the grounds and saw lemurs. The male genitals were, um, quite noticeable. Kelly has some good pictures of it. It was creepy. Lunch was good. I had chapati. We went home after that I think. Kelsey, Aria, Kelly and I finished the movie we had been watching. Before starting the next one we went to the front desk and ordered some room service, even though we weren’t hungry, but I needed food to take my meds, and I really wanted tea. SO I ordered five teas, five chapattis, all to be sent to room five (Aria’s room), where we were starting another movie. Aria and Kelly fell asleep, so Kels and I moved the laptop to her room, because we are considerate human beings. That’s when the fun started. In the middle of the movie, a loud siren goes off. At first I was like, ope, island school fire drill…. Then I was like, wait, I’m in Africa. Hmmmm. So I ran to the window to see what was going on. In the parking lot, people were running for the gates, and at first I thought there was a fire. I didn’t freak out though because the people were running from the club, which isn’t connected to our hotel, so I knew I wasn’t in any danger of the possible fire.
When the dudes in the orange hats started beating people with their batons, I decided maybe it wasn’t a fire. I ran out into the hall to see what was going on and everyone else was doing the same thing, causing a minor traffic jam as robin came thru herding us all back into our rooms and telling us to lock the doors. We followed directions, and Kelsey and I finished our movie, with the siren going off once more near the end. But then me and Kels were sitting in a dark room, which was ground level and facing, with a large window, in the direction of all the commotion, alone. We were both like “hmmmm lets go find someone to protect us. So we went and found Andrew and asked him to stay in our room. He agreed thank god. It was scary, but in a good way. I reeeeeally had fun. It was like watching a scary movie only better.
At first me and Kels were in the beds, and Drew was on the floor. But being the considerate human being that I am, I felt bad and moved into Kelsey’s bed, and gave Andrew mine. Apparently, I sleep a lil bit sprawled out cuz I woke up with my arms and legs all over Kelsey and she was grumbling and eventually moved to the floor. Oops. Haha.

Ick.
I am sick now. It isn’t the most favourable experience in the world. I am hoping I get better real quickish like.
Not much has happened since my last blog. I had dinner with the family of one of the member’s of JUMP Nakuru, Patrick. It was good. It was very interesting.
Then we came home and went to bed. We have been going to bed very late ad waking up very early. My inner clock wakes me up from 5:30 to 7:00 in the morning, and by the time we get home at seven or so and finish dinner by nine; we get home at around ten and go to bed at like eleven. Somehow I am not totally exhausted though.
We at lunch at a funky lil place yesterday. Part of it was a cafeteria like thing that over looked a super market, but we were lead into a different section, a fancier section, with the words “The Magic Carpet” written on the windows and menus. It was very good. I ordered chicken chow mien, and they brought this funny contraption that looked like a fancy candle holder, but where the candle would be, there was a small container of spirits, lit on fire. The waiter proceeded to set my chow mien on the fancy spirits candle, and soon I could here my noodles sizzling. They did the same for Carly sweet and sour chicken and the red sauce bubbled like a volcanic eruption. It was grand. I took pictures, and felt like the tourists on Kauai who take pictures next to stop signs. It was fun.
Kenya reminds me of America in the 80’s. The way people dress, the products in the stores, the music on the radio. It all very 80’s. It’s cool.
I haven’t bought anything here. For family and friends expecting gifts, don’t worry. I have all month. But I just haven’t had the need for money. So I haven’t been using a money belt. Which is nice. It’s kinda bulky.
Oh and Lida owes us all money. It’s raining. Hard core. Well, not hardcore, but enough. And it’s chilly.
I am really missing all of you back on Kauai. Just thought you’d like to know. I can’t wait till Christmas to see my friends, and August to see my family.
So now I am stuck in the cyber café all day with nothing to do. So this blog probably seems really random and boring.
Everyone else went on a hike to someplace or other…. I bet they are having fun getting down with their dirty selves. I can’t wait to see them come home all drenched and muddy and shivering. If I am lucky I will be relaxing with a cup o’ tea when they get back. That would be perfect. Back in my hotel room, feet up, on Carly’s laptop watching some movie, sippin the sweet creamy goodness of my tea and having it soothe my sore throat. Mmmmmm tea. We have been drinking a lot of it here. Like with every meal. I love it. I feel British. Or old. Depends on the meal.
Okay well this blog is starting to creep me out so I am gonna stop while I’m ahead. Alohaz.

K so i don't have much time today, so this will be a lil quickie. One of the days we were herew, i don't remember when, the days are all running together, we went to our groups high school, and they had this presentation that they had invited us to the day before, also informing us we had to prepare something to present as well. We went on the internet and quickly learned Molokai Slide to sing to them. When we got there and started filming however, we were blown away. Their preformances were absolutely, positivly AMAZING! I was filming and i wish i hadn't been because they were all over the staging, constantly moving, so i had to consentrate very hard on keeping the camera in the action, and as a result, i saw the filmed version and kinda missedout on the live version. Every so often i would look up and just be super taken aback that i was actually there witnessing the performance and not watching it on the discovery channel or something. The whole thing made chills run up my spine. I was unbelievable. I don't even know how to describe it, you just have to wait and see the film.
Another day we went to a school and these two girls preformed these peoms in swahili. They were soooooo into it and so good, and even tho i didn't know what they were saying it was great. One girls poem was a tribute to chapati, so i guess i am not the only one who loves the stuff(I order it everywhere we go). Sadly, we didn't film that as our camera had just run out of batteries. Then we went to the dump. If you have ever been to the landfill on kauai, and held your breathe from the smell, imagine that times ten, and having to walk straight through the center of it. Not the most pleasant part of the trip. Everyone we meet here is so amazing. Oh and all the girls are obsessed with Andrew. Every different group we meet, it seems like at least three girls fall for him. They all gather around him and its an ongoing joke with us other group members. I think its pretty funny. He doesn't seem to notice, but we all know he's stoked.
Letsssss see i think thats all of our time for today. See you next time kids!

Africa is amazing. Basically. The people are the most friendly you will ever meet, to you, and to each other. The food is pretty good.... if I were to sum up Africa in one word: chapoti. It’s this flat bread that is soooo dang good I can't even believe it.
So let me give y'all the breakdown of events. First we flew here. I do not like flying. When we got here it was six in the morning, and I hadn't slept for almost three days. But I was so stoked to be here I was awake the whole day. We got some food, and then drove from Nairobi, where we landed, to Nakuru. The drive was extremely long, and I have the feeling that the hours here in Kenya are longer than American hours, because the "three hour drive" felt like an eternity. It was cool though because on the way we saw zebra on the side of the road. Hmmm. Zebra... zebras? Zebri? And way, more than one zebra. The roads here are much better than I had expected. Most of them are better than Kauai's roads, and the worst roads are usually hardly any worse than the worst roads on Kauai. Speaking of Kauai, Africa reminds me very much of Hawaii, just drier. I even saw some red dirt here. Not quite AS red as Kauai, and in Kenya the dirt sparkles. Its wild.
So when we got to Nakuru, we showered and went for a walk in the streets. It’s a totally different feeling to walk down the streets here. EVERYBODY stares at you. And not subtly. Some of the girls were saying they felt like miss America or something... ahahaha yeeeah.... even driving around, people in other cars and buses will stare at you and pedestrians will stop on the streets and just stare. Oh, and the driving experience here is terrifying. People don't pay any attention to the lines on the road, very often driving of the wrong side of the road, heading straight for oncoming cars, and then changing back into their lane at the last possible moment, or not changing back and making the person who is in their right lane swerve off the road to avoid a crash. People traveling on foot will walk in front of cars, or between them. But no one crashes or gets hurt because they have such good reflexes and are so used to driving this way. And the buses are like an art form here. No bus looks the same; they all have unique stickers and paint jobs making driving so much more interesting. I love it. Anyway, when we got back from our walk we did something; I don't really remember any more, it seems like so long ago. I do remember dinner. We ate at the restaurant in our hotel. And I got chapoti bread. And fell in love. And went to bed a happy person.
The next day we woke up early, at like 5:45, just because we weren't tired any more, ate breakfast, and headed out at around 10 to see a play about AIDS. We went to this little area in the streets of Nakuru where the Nakuru Players were putting on a skit about a girl trying to decide whether to have sex with a rich guy and risk AIDS or stay a virgin. It was really great, they got the audience really involved and had one boy from the audience who was a little older than me come into the play and pretend to be the girls brother and council her on her decision. It was really surprising because he said she should do it, because it was bad to remain a virgin and because the man had lots of money for her. And he was counseling her as if she was his own sister. Anyway, I didn't pay a large amount of attention to the play because it was in key Swahili and also because I was really distracted by all the adorable children. We started taking their pictures and they just swarmed us. In the next couple days I will upload those pictures on here, because I haven't had a chance yet. It was such an awesome experience. Little kids of three or four had their younger infant sibling on their backs, and all the brothers and sisters stayed close with each other at all times. We learned the word for smile from a woman in the crowd, it was something like chaka, and whenever we said it they would all break out in these wide, beautiful, happy smiles. After we left there, we went and spoke with the Nakuru Players about what they did, and got a tour of their actual theatre, and then we ate lunch at this funny little bakery. It was called The Nakuru Sweet Mart, and under that it said "French Baking" and when we went in it looked almost exactly like this Russian bakery in San Francisco, and the special that day was on a little board written in Chinese. The menu included mostly Indian and African food. It’s incredibly diverse here. The only thing you don't see a lot of is white people. Whenever we do we get all hyped up and say, "Ooo look, more white people, weird!" Other blondes are especially exciting.
After lunch we went and met with the group we will be working with here in Nakuru. All of them are so amazing. We played a game where we passed around a bag of candy and grabbed as much as we wanted, and then after were told to tell one thing about ourselves for each candy. All of the Kenyans said things like I love my school, I love my god, I love my friends, I love my family, I love all of you (which was actually heartfelt and not just something to say, which was soooo touching). They are all so happy to be involved, and all of them think this next week will be the best week of their lives. It’s almost a little scary, because there is all this pressure. I hope we can live up to their expectations.
I am so happy about the group of people I am here with. Everyone is so nice, and funny, and I am having so much fun. Carly and Isabelle and Juli CONSTANTLY have me doubled over with laughter, as do many other people in my group. Everyone is just so hilarious. I am so glad to be here with all of them.
I am rooming with carly, which is great. We have this little room with to beds in it and mosquito nets hanging from the ceiling. The bathroom is interesting. You walk in and you’re in the shower, and if you keep walking, you reach the toilet. The water leaves a strange film on your skin so when you in the shower you’re never quite sure whether you've washed all of your conditioner or soap off. It also has an electric charge, so that’s a fun way to wake up. And because I am taking doxycycline for malaria, my skin is really sensitive, so the smallest, invisible, micro abrasions sting when I run them under water. It’s not really a big deal, but it’s just something I’ve noticed. Anyway, I think that’s it for now....