Setting the body clocks to African time

Trip Start Mar 13, 2010
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Trip End Feb 13, 2011


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Monday, March 15, 2010

Jambo from Kenya!

I can't believe we're finally here! We had a lovely stress-free overnight flight, flying with Virgin. Mark was particularly pleased as the films weren't the only in flight entertainment on offer, what Branson saves on catering costs he clearly spends on hiring the cast of Baywatch to work in his cabin crews.

So 8 hours of drooling later we touched down in Nairobi airport where we were greeted by two smiling faces with waving cards with our names printed on. Our welcoming commitee were two people who work for IVHQ the volunteering organisation we're working with, the fist guy was called Cleo and was wearing a smart shirt and V neck jumper (despite the heat!) and the second guy, who's name I didnt catch was a dead ringer for Sanca from Cool runnings!

There were two other volunteers on our flight so the four of us were led to an ancient minibus to take us to our temporary homestay in Nairobi for the night. When I climed into my seat I noticed the seatbelt was broken (literally- like someone had sawn it in half) so I slid over to the next seat where there was no buckle. Before sliding over a third time I saw mark struggling to find a clip for his when he looked up and we had a moment of understanding- we weren't in Kansas anymore. There would be no seatbelts for us.

The drive to our homestay was CRAZY! Imagine the craziest drive through Paris you've had and then imagine it taking place on a pot-holed dirt road in a van that could well have been made by a team from scrapheap challenge! (and not a very good one at that!)

We were however in safe hands and neither of our hosts raised an eyebrow at the honking or screeching of tyres occuring around us. We arrived at our homestay to a warm welcome from a few seasoned volunteers who were staying there and by our host mother Grace.

The day was spend getting to know everyone. We took a walk down to the local shopping centre which is known as Muzungoo central. (Muzungoo means "white person" and we're getting used to kids shouting it at us where ever we go!)

Today we've been to our orientation and will be heading to our Maasai placement tomorrow, so blog updates may be few and far between (if any) for the next six weeks!

Anyway, we need to head back home now as it's dinner time- Speak to you all soon!

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Comments

Zac Efron on

Doesn't 'Muzungoo' mean 'man whose most cherished possession is memories'?

Leila on

Haha! Muzungoooo! xxx

Muzungoo on

Glad you guys had a good flight and arrival. x

Jambo Mwana on

I think Zac is right although I believe his middle name is Mark which I believe means man who will never do another get to know you quiz

Julie on

Wow! You must have learned so much already, I bet it's hard to take everything in. Well I'm looking forward to Reading about everything your doing so I hope it won't be too long before your next entry. Hope you guys are safe and well! Love you both xx

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