Life here is starting to feel kind of normal. I say kind of because i don't think it could ever really feel normal, but I'm getting use to it. I eat the same meal for each day of the week (Tuesday is chipati and beans, Wednesday chips (fries) and meat, etc.). Sometimes the water runs out and I have to take a bucket bath, witch I don't mind so much. Classes are long and my hand sometimes feels like it is going to fall off from all the notes I was dictated, but it ends eventually. When the sun comes out it's really hot, but it's cloudy more often. I really enjoy washing all my clothes by hand. I get to be outside and listen to the birds and it's peaceful. Sometimes there are monkeys too! I go to soccer practice and hang out with some really sweet girls. I can't complain. It's pretty nice.
The weekends are the time when more exciting things sometimes happen. This past weekend Hillary and I went home with a girl we met here. She is from a town about an hour away from Nairobi called Thika. It's a bigger city, but smaller than Nairobi. To get there, we had to take Matatous. They aren't really like buses or taxis because they have both of those here too. They are usually the cheaper form of transportation. They are like a van, probably the size of an Astro van with seats for 15 people including the driver. It's squished in there already with 15 people, but most of the time they manage to fit closer to 20 if not 25 if some of them are kids, into one. Needless to say, it is not the most comfortable way to travel. I feel like I'm in a clown car.
We stayed in a house with a family that Lucy, the girl who took us, knows from here church. The woman has a shop in the market so we went and looked around there and went around the market for a while. Then we went back to her house and she taught us how to make an African meal. She is from Tanzania, but she said they make this meal a lot on the coast in Kenya. We wrote everything down, so I will attempt to make it when I get home. It was delicious!
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