6am 12/3/2011
kenya time.
we are here in the hotel room. i'm sharing a room with 2 other ladies.

not even one hour into our visit, at the airport we already experience shadiness and greed. one of the ladies had medical supplies stolen from both of her bags (both of which
had locks). The customs agent checking our luggage opened 2 or 3, and then he decides to take Milli aside. They walk along with Milli's husband and Allison to a corner far
from the other officials. The rest of us wait by the bags.  Supposedly we had the wrong documentation to bring the medical supplies, and they wanted to "hold" the medication until Monday. We were let off with a warning...


Aside from that, getting from the US to our "Guest House" was not too bad. Airplane on time, food was great, movies galore.

I noticed the billboards on the road to the hotel were pretty much all in english, which was a surprise to me. I don't feel too far from home just yet.

I was excited to sit in the front seat of the car because I was on the left side and we were driving on the left side of the road. It felt very odd. I can't imagine a foreigner being able to drive around here. The road signs are small and some of the roads are ambiguous.

We will be attending some ceremony later tonight. Milli's nephew is turning 18 yrs old, and in celebration of his manhood they have a huge party, similar to cotillions. But, the major difference is on Monday he will be circumcised (at a doctor's office). i'll write about that later.

Until then, a little nap and I can't wait to eat!