The next day I was going to Arusha in Tanzania, I got up super early, cos the bus was meant to come past at 730, which it obviously didn’t. Breakfast was mad, apparently a national favourite is passionfruit juice so I had a few glasses, its even better than the fruit hahaha. There was also a mad vegetable curry which was so good, but the coffee oh damn! The coffee was brilliant, not instant but real fresh Kenyan coffee, sigh. The bus did not come til 840 which elevated my blood pressure. I was ejected from the hotel by a receptionist who insisted I wait outside for the bus with 2 suitcases, a laptop case and a handbag. I was left like a sitting duck with my valuables surrounded by rough looking men who kept asking where I was going, how I was getting there and if I was going on a safari. I found out later they were drivers hahaha, but with a little protection from above, I made it unscathed until a Kenyan also doing the course arrived. The bus ride which was meant to take 5 hours and leave at 8, left Nairobi at 1000 and took 7 hours! We wasted another 2 hours in Nairobi going around. I like to think of the bus ride as an ergonomic massage haha the roads were half dirt and many, many potholes, reminding me of my flight over, I’ve never had such bad turbulence!
We stopped at a souvenir shop on the way for a toilet break. One of the guys there was teasing a lady with a chameleon on a stick. I touched it and it felt mad, and it looked at me with its weird googly swiveling eyes. Having touched it I got bolder, and poked its tail so it walked forward into my hand haha it has weird toes that are like a v and grip between the v in their 2 toes, not hands with fingers, like most other lizards. It was very friendly and did not bite me, thankfully because I have left my travel insurance papers at home and cannot afford to get sick here hahahaha
We finally arrived and found out that we did not have single rooms like originally told, but were sharing bunks in tiny rooms. I got lucky and was offered a spare room, and so moved out from sharing with a 40yr old German woman, who is turning out to be my best friend haha there is seriously no one very young.
Hot water is currently unavailable so I’m having sponge baths, hopefully not for the entire duration.
I went to town on Saturday to find an ATM. It took a while, the first ATM wouldn’t give me money, but the second one did. A Kenyan guy called David took me, we went with 2 other men, from Mali. They were nice and they spoke mostly French. On the way back, a small child, about 6 sat next to me eating an orange, he wouldn’t sit in the back next to his mum, he wanted to sit next to me and he held my hand. It was the sweetest thing ever, I want an African baby more than ever! I gave him a lollypop and he said thank you in English. He got moved to a brothers lap when a lady needed his seat but when the person left he sat next to me again. And held my hand with both his hands he was the cutest little boy, it was a shame he already had parents
We stopped at a souvenir shop on the way for a toilet break. One of the guys there was teasing a lady with a chameleon on a stick. I touched it and it felt mad, and it looked at me with its weird googly swiveling eyes. Having touched it I got bolder, and poked its tail so it walked forward into my hand haha it has weird toes that are like a v and grip between the v in their 2 toes, not hands with fingers, like most other lizards. It was very friendly and did not bite me, thankfully because I have left my travel insurance papers at home and cannot afford to get sick here hahahaha
We finally arrived and found out that we did not have single rooms like originally told, but were sharing bunks in tiny rooms. I got lucky and was offered a spare room, and so moved out from sharing with a 40yr old German woman, who is turning out to be my best friend haha there is seriously no one very young.
Hot water is currently unavailable so I’m having sponge baths, hopefully not for the entire duration.
I went to town on Saturday to find an ATM. It took a while, the first ATM wouldn’t give me money, but the second one did. A Kenyan guy called David took me, we went with 2 other men, from Mali. They were nice and they spoke mostly French. On the way back, a small child, about 6 sat next to me eating an orange, he wouldn’t sit in the back next to his mum, he wanted to sit next to me and he held my hand. It was the sweetest thing ever, I want an African baby more than ever! I gave him a lollypop and he said thank you in English. He got moved to a brothers lap when a lady needed his seat but when the person left he sat next to me again. And held my hand with both his hands he was the cutest little boy, it was a shame he already had parents
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