Craziness.. that is the only way to explain the last five days.
I left on Thursday night for this adventure to Kenya with a full belly of chipotle. What better way to start a trip, right?? We got on the 12 hour flight to Turkey and met some really cool people from Cornerstone. We flew to Istanbul and got to walk out onto the ground so I count that as having gone to Turkey (I know... it's not really, but it was pretty cool). That airport was great. Free samples of Turkish Delight and seven dollar tall Starbucks lattes everywhere.
Then we got on the flight to Nairobi. We were advised not to sleep, so I promptly passed right on out as soon as we took off. Woops. I attribute my inability to sleep now to that flight. We arrived at 3:30am Kenya time and met some students from Daystar and Jeff at the airport. After the exchange of money and some words of wisdom, we boarded the bus for our scenic, giraffe filled, thirty minute ride to Daystar University.
We got settled in, and finally asleep by about six. At eleven we woke up and played games all day with some of the students at Daystar. I am so thankful for these people. They are the nicest, and most willing to help with anything people I have ever met. I can tell how much they love God and serve him through helping us Muzungus.
Sunday morning we went to this place called the rocks. This is just a random pile of huge rocks. We could climb all over them and we did some sweet devos with great singing. Then when we came back we had surprise, which was a reserved pool. Sick, right??? It was awesome.
Monday started a whole new adventure which I would have to dedicate a small novel to. Actually I could probably write a long, long book about this Student Teaching. For now let's just say that I officially am the teacher of my own third graders. They only sort of listen because I do not hit them like their other teachers. I taught the whole day on my second day. I ride on the back of some motorbike (called a borderborder) with a guy who flies down bumpy roads. Today I walked home shoeless through the mud because it rained for three hours, my shoes literally were stuck in the mud and I had it halfway to my knees. This is a ridiculous adventure and I am so glad that God knows what is going on because I sure have no clue!!!
With all that being said, I am so glad for this experience. I am glad that I get to figure out how to do really hard things. I am excited that some of the teachers really seem to care about me and want to help me out. I am thankful for the Americans who are here. It is great to come home and be able to be understood and talk about stupid things like ice cream, instagram and other unimportant things. I have met a lot of cool Kenyans, and am thankful that my roommates don't hate me after I got switched into their room at 11 o'clock when they were already sleeping. They are great people and very interested in how life is in America.
I hope all is well back in America! The last thing I am thankful about is the fact that I found pretty solid wifi :) God is good!!
