four days left in lamu and then back to mombasa for a week to write this thing up but i'm nervous even to write now because everything's up in the air. that's not stopping me from laying on a beach today though. nor did it yesterday. i'm watching my camels. even though i didn't see them yesterday. feeling a little guilty that i lied to this ( Read more... )

my usual tactics of combatting homesickness (here and everywhere) are failing me. i can't keep busy enough in this small town and everytime i laugh i feel like it will turn into crying. i got anxious about this pain i've been having in my tummy that i went to the doctors today. i have to bring him back a stool sample tomorrow. i feel better ( Read more... )

so i have plans to make a thanksgiving dinner. i'm going to try and deep fry some sort of turkey meat, but it might just have to be a chicken from the market which they carry by their feet when you want them killed and then off with the head. i didn't know that for awhile and one day i saw a guy with a bunch of chickens hanging by their feet from ( Read more... )

... i'm in nairobi still. our flight to lamu is tomorrow morning. its down to me and vicki. hattie moved in with her family tonight so vicki and i are planning a romantic dinner in the hotel room of yogurt and granola. nairobi lockdown ( Read more... )

i'm in nairobi. isp has started. thirty five days left, what?!?! i came here on a train from mombasa with hattie, vicki and another guy daniel. hattie and i had a second class sleeper car that was supposed to seat four but two of our other friends decided to stay in mombasa - so we had it to ourselves. it was crazy. it reminded me of going on ( Read more... )

we took a one day trip to bwejuu on zanizibar island. beautiful, beautiful beach. and the tide went out at least one hundred feet today to show all of the seaweed farms that mostly women have to grow and dry and then sell seaweed. it was a wild sight. the tide was almost out of sight and all these people walking far far out into the ocean ( Read more... )

i don't know if an entry i posted in Dar Es Salaam posted because the computer booted me off. Tanzania is CRAZY - not crazy really I guess. but no floods so far - the roads here are far much better. I'm in Zanzibar which is tourist central. I bombarded by street hawkers daily with a cd in my face singing that song "jambo... jambo bwana" and ( Read more... )

that's what the creepy son in my mombasa homestay told me to call tanzania - what everyone in the know calls it. bongo. haha. well either way we got to tanzania yesterday - long bus rides, long waits in customs... very cute british man with red hair. of course, all of the modesty of swahili culture has rubbed off on me and i giggle like a ( Read more... )

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hello again. i'm not anxious to really relive the village homestay, but i'm going to. not that the staying part was really difficult, just the coming and going. i ended up getting constipated again in the village - i think it was all the rice and ugali (african cake - no sugar, just maize flour boiled with water until its sticky) that we were ( Read more... )