I'm writing from my new home in Nairobi. It is called Java House and it is like Starbucks but with a full menu. It is a magical magical place with chocolate milkshakes, burgers and fries, omelets, breakfast burritos, mochas and vanilla lattes, and giant slices of chocolate fudge cake. We know this because we have been here 4 times since Wednesday night and have ordered all of this... oops. Subsisting on potato soup and beans and rice for the past 5 weeks means that when Mary, Alice, and I walked into Java House on Wednesday night we made a little bit of a scene. Lets just say we have been experiencing a little bit of culture shock in Nairobi!
We have been exploring, bargaining hard in the city market, and are headed to a baby elephant orphanage this afternoon. I have a few posts saved on my computer from last week's happenings at City of Hope, which I will post later today when we have better internet!
And although the joy of experiencing restaurants and cake has been great, it has also been eye-opening to contrast city life with rural life in Ntagacha. The similarities and differences are numerous, and learning about life in the largest city in east Africa sheds a lot of light on how things work politically and economically in small rural villages. More info to come later!
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