Some days, this is what my lunch break looks like, and that is not so bad. Took the first picture in Rwanda, but that was last week, the lower picture in Kenya this past weekend. As per usual, my time in Nairobi was…the perfect storm. A few meetings, frisbee, drinks, friends, new friends, road trip, hiking. Zebras, monkeys, buffalos, hippos. A beautiful lunch by lake Naivasha, watching Longonot in the dusk, hot jams. More hot jams in the hot car, a shared love for Marmalade. Rainy season started, a slow Sunday morning at home, dishes, two brunches, more frisbee, books on a blanket in the shade, lazily scratching some fresh mosquito bites. I learned about mobile wallets and crop insurance. Kenyan health care. I’ve been a little sick, mostly tired, sad to be leaving too soon. Hard to believe a few weeks ago I said I was feeling tired, because now I am really tired, but also really happy.
Sunday night we ate all the leftovers from a few days of everything, sitting by the kitchen counter, catching our breaths. I think I remembered to say more than once that I am grateful for Nairobi. Green peas, green beans, spilled beans. Pickled onions, sausages, truths, negronis and goodbyes.
