kit, thank you for taking time to write down your adventures for us to read. i haven't been moved like this in a while. reading what you are going through and experiencing really makes a lot of things seem really insignificant. i googled kombeni bridge, that whole story was striking. your live journal is like a book that i can't put down. hannah just showed it to me today. i swear i can't help but be in awe of you and what you are doing, and a little envious if only for what you are soaking in. new york is such a bore after reading your journal. i love it how the one consistent thread throughout it is you peeing and pooping. and that you tried to tell those hecklers that you were taking a shit, i swear that is golden. i can't believe your nerves lasted all three paragraphs of that entry, mine would have been worn out by the first river crossing. i am trying really hard not to use the language of my grandmother right now but i can't help it!... you are so strong, so brave, so well spoken; an inspiration to us all, and always
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Jeez Louise, sweet bean. What an experience! I'm so relieved you've come out whole, especially after reading Kenya papers in addition to your descriptions. Let's hear it for crew legs and courage and stamina and responding to the young men's grossness with a serving of their own, in whatever language. Your narrative sure had all of us hanging by a twig. I DO hope, to use the phrase of the Egg-in-the-Face Party, you have a kinder, gentler time of it from here out. Thank you for taking the time to keep us posted. I love you idgeous.
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