We’ll firstly I’d like to retract certain statements I made before going, men here are not malnourished and twice as skinny and tall as me, quite the opposite hahahahahaha ;). Only problem is, there is a law against deodorant in Africa so noone is allowed to use it as the pollution from the deodorant affects the local animals. Ok I lied about the law, but seriously!! Noone uses deodorant or perfume, women don’t really smell but the MEN!! Natural musk has never been more in vogue. On the plane was the worst cos it was enclosed and in such proximity! The plane ride between Bangkok and Nairobi was the worst turbulence I've had. I never knew a plane could go side to side like that haha
Its sort of crazy being here, I have never felt whiter =S. It is not quite as warm as I was told it would be, so I also partially retract my gloating of going to a sunny place, its not as cold as Canberra, but it is cloudy, cold and damp =S reminding me strongly of my Ecuador experience, and also having the similar delusions about warm weather. I still maintain if you are on the equator it should be warm.
I spent the first day in Nairobi, Kenya. I arrived at 730 in the morning and made plans to do a bit of sight seeing. I first went to a giraffe park, just outside Nairobi. It was so mad. You stood on this little platform so you were equal in height to them. You could hold out a pellet for them and they would slurp it in with their crazy, long, blue tongues, or you could throw it in their mouths and they would open up so you could, haha you could see the spit threads joining their upper and lower jaws, so nasty. They had so much spit too, eugh. If you let them eat out of your hand you could ‘hug’ them or pat them, but they didn’t really like it. The other trick they did was to eat a pellet out of your mouth, and ‘kiss’ you lol. Naturally I jumped at this opportunity. It was the biggest and best kiss I’ve ever had. Well, the biggest, most of my face was covered by its salivary gob, but you gotta take what you can get right haha. My driver, Steve took a turn too.
We then went to an animal orphanage, where animals were taken when they were injured or alone and young to recover and grow. Not many young ones, mostly ones who were young a few months ago, and needed to leave. We arrived close to dinner time, and all the animals were pacing in anticipation, I guess. The cheetahs were meowing, sounding exactly like my beloved Spencer. I did not know they could do this. As the animals were in fenced enclosures I must confess I took advantage of the poor zoo security and the animals’ hunger and stuck my hand through the cheetahs’ cage and touched one. I then got bolder and scratched one’s neck, it seemed to like it, like a big kitty, at any rate it didn’t bite me.
As lunch time was past and no decent restaurants were open I asked, in a moment of weakness, if there was a McDonalds around. I had to repeat it 3 times, and Steve asked what they sold. It was so great, a person who did not know what McDonalds was. I then asked if there was KFC and he asked what it stood for lol. It seems the fast food places have not tainted Kenya yet. We went to some local burger joint instead, with semi African tasting chicken, spicy and awesome!
I spent the first day in Nairobi, Kenya. I arrived at 730 in the morning and made plans to do a bit of sight seeing. I first went to a giraffe park, just outside Nairobi. It was so mad. You stood on this little platform so you were equal in height to them. You could hold out a pellet for them and they would slurp it in with their crazy, long, blue tongues, or you could throw it in their mouths and they would open up so you could, haha you could see the spit threads joining their upper and lower jaws, so nasty. They had so much spit too, eugh. If you let them eat out of your hand you could ‘hug’ them or pat them, but they didn’t really like it. The other trick they did was to eat a pellet out of your mouth, and ‘kiss’ you lol. Naturally I jumped at this opportunity. It was the biggest and best kiss I’ve ever had. Well, the biggest, most of my face was covered by its salivary gob, but you gotta take what you can get right haha. My driver, Steve took a turn too.
We then went to an animal orphanage, where animals were taken when they were injured or alone and young to recover and grow. Not many young ones, mostly ones who were young a few months ago, and needed to leave. We arrived close to dinner time, and all the animals were pacing in anticipation, I guess. The cheetahs were meowing, sounding exactly like my beloved Spencer. I did not know they could do this. As the animals were in fenced enclosures I must confess I took advantage of the poor zoo security and the animals’ hunger and stuck my hand through the cheetahs’ cage and touched one. I then got bolder and scratched one’s neck, it seemed to like it, like a big kitty, at any rate it didn’t bite me.
As lunch time was past and no decent restaurants were open I asked, in a moment of weakness, if there was a McDonalds around. I had to repeat it 3 times, and Steve asked what they sold. It was so great, a person who did not know what McDonalds was. I then asked if there was KFC and he asked what it stood for lol. It seems the fast food places have not tainted Kenya yet. We went to some local burger joint instead, with semi African tasting chicken, spicy and awesome!
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