Day 21

Sunday morning for us…which is Saturday night for most of you, and, let’s see, it’s late October, so the sun came up at about 6:30...hmmm. I kinda stalled around, hoping that someone might bring me something to eat, and so didn’t eat this am. Taking my emaciated self down the hall, I looked outside and saw that Toyota had her hood up and two feet were sticking out. I thought to myself; Jeff must have really antagonized Toyota this time. She puts up with a lot from Jeff, but even Toyota has her limits. As I closed in on the two of them I thought I heard Jeff mumbling something….probably something he should repent of, but then I don’t speak much Swahili. Now don’t mention this to him, cuz he is a professing christian, and wants us to think he is very spiritual and above all worldly speech….and until I met him I thought so too. Anyway, I asked: “Problem?” “Why no” he says “I am just practicing some Swahili and I find that mashing my knuckles help expand my vocabulary” “Oh” I said, backing slowly away. I sensed that he might need me out of earshot. As I ran away, I swear that I saw Toyota smiling.
While Jeff was practicing his language lesson, the kids were inside with the local pastor have church services geared to them. I mentioned to the pastor that I thought Jeff was talking to God too. He smiled and whispered, “Toyota, huh?”
So, that is how the day started here.
Jeff told Snake Charmer that we would be going to Kitale for our weekly rendezvous with the other white people at 11:15. He told Sandy, Geri, Marlies, and I we would leave at about 11:00. Then he told Carla that we would leave at 11:30. At about 11:45 he came waltzing over to Toyota…the one with 5 animated people in it. I’m not sure what he was trying to accomplish with that little shenanigan, but it might be a control issue……as I think that Toyota won round one. So off we go, searching for a road, any road that might get us to Kitale with minimal damage to our inards. Going down the ‘road’ we found that the locals had become very creative in filling in one of the potholes, as there was a dead animal in it….either that or the poor thing fell in the hole and couldn’t get out….not uncommon for animals, cars, and trucks. But we got to English lady’s (see day 4) place, with minimal bruising, as I think that Toyota had gotten her point across. It was a refreshing time,,,for one thing the food was actually recognizable, and only had a few flavor removers added.
While there, Carla and Charmer managed to upload the pics of the little buggers that they have trained to make my life hard. They were able to upload, because Kitale is on the perimeter of civilization and has internet access that is alittle faster than the pony express. So, then if you want to see the worlds most dangerous creatures, take a look at Facebook….Charmer says that there is 82 different pics with names posted, but my bet is that it is only 4 or 5 different pics with different names…..looks that way to me, anyway. While there, Boreholer came in a said he was getting plenty of sleep, since he has developed an ability to tune out God…..I smiled and said, “It’s hard at first, but with practice it can become second nature…..a lot of us do it”
Jeff said that we needed to get back soon because his favorite tv program would be on shortly. There were 7 of us in Toyota, and 6 of us made a mental note that there was still no satellite reception. But we did get back, just in time to view one of Africa’s most interesting sights…..the feeding of the multitude….all of us but one…who was watching tv.
Did I happen to mention that Carla has been doing ’yeoman’s’ duty for 29 years as of today. It is their anniversary….it’s almost over here, but it is just starting where you are and so you can continue to celebrate it.
Well, I think I’ll go out and pat ol’ Toyota.