Kisumu Adventures

After our amazing hippo tour, I was beginning to feel a strong admiration for this little place. Things are settling down, as much that can be expected anyway. We are still seeking out adventures at every turn. This weekend I found myself in a rather unique scenerio. The girls went to Maasai Mara (the place where the wildebeasts do the Great Migration across the savannas), amazing. I made the trek the next morning, and realized what an interesting life we do lead here. My friend Alex made the remark, Cristin, did you ever think that you would be journeying in the middle of the night across rural Kenya with a Hindu & Muslim to go looking for lions. Umm, no. But what a fun experience. Here in Kenya, I have been lucky enough to go a few times to Amboseli, which is a fantastic national park with loads of wild things. Maasai Mara is just as stunning. The landscape looks like a painting, there are lions, elephants, cheetahs & all sorts of things. I didn't think Kisumu could be beat on the Hippo front, but this park certainly trumped them. Wild hippos & me within about 30 feet of each other. I had to restrain myself from jumping the lake with them, my cup of joy overfloweth. The game drive in the morning was quite dandy, and saw many things for the first time. There is so much to do in this country and such a difference in all the people and cultures, a girl just doesn't have the time to squeeze everything in. I am T-minus one month today from departure from Kenya, and I cannot even believe it. Kate, my bff from grad school arrived yesterday. I am so happy to show her the ropes in this sleepy little town. We have made such great friends thus far, and I am sure that the weeks to come will be the same. There is also a curious little street child that I have befriended, I am hopeful that I can do something to help him, and of course the orphanage is a must. This weekend is an event unto itself though. Alli/Sisterg, and assorted others are trekking to Nairobi only to board the overnight train to Mombasa. Mombasa is a beach city on the coast of Kenya. There are dreams of white gloves and curry that the train promises. I think that it will be delightful, and there is no better sister girl departure finale than a coast trip by train (not to fret Anna, I will be bringing a stick figure of you). Until then lala salama