Kenyan Ten

I'm not sure if it's the altitude, or the Kenyan food, or the Equator's gravitational pull, but there is the Kenyan Ten. Here, anyone who comes gains ten pounds, and I am more than victim. Sure, you can blame it on the chai, which is part milk, part water, part sugar. Sure, blame it on the carbohydrate diet full of chipati and ugali. But I'm not so convinced. After all, I walk ten miles a day. But whatever it is, I've had to retire a few skirts since I've been here, and when I buy more, look for elastic waist or wrap skirts, the icon of missionary fashion (see Shayla's blog, www.shaylatoafrica.blogspot.com, Signs, Phrases, Isms, and Comic Relief).