Whereby

Funny things happen in Kenya. You get stopped by goats in the hills of Kinangop. You see rabbits hopping through churches of the slum. Christians pray by standing up and moving around, talking to the point of shouting. In one day, you can hear over 3 different languages, besides the one you can understand. You can be 8,000 ft above sea level after climbing just 2,000 ft to get there. You can be greeted, if white, by a thousand little voices chanting, "How are you?" You can be kept up at night by club music from around the world. You have to avoid stepping in flaming piles of trash. And you get introduced to "whereby" being used with the same thought the Kenyan gives to the word "the." Kenya is not at all what you would think, yet it's exactly what you want it to be.

At last

Habari! Finally, Blogger is working with me today! I have not been able to get it working. This is just to say that more posts will follow, and sorry for the delay. Even now, Blogger isn't working properly. Please, look for my email updates! If you don't receive one, email me (melissa.berg@yahoo.com). Until Blogger works again!!