Rain is a noisy visitor on a tin roof. I awoke predawn with the sunrise threatening on one side of the sky and lightning clouds sailing away on the other side. A perfect start to our hike up gambe hill (the highest peak in this area). The hill overlooks the ruma game park, and it’s covered in tall grass that hides not only stumbling stones, but also cows and antelope. The ascent took us 2 hours, through a dry riverbed, past thatched huts, onto a windy rock where we perched to munch our boiled peanuts and mdozi (fried balls of dough). We sat with the islands of lake Victoria and the distant mountains of Uganda at our feet. We tossed the peanut shells into the bowing grass.
On our way to town, we saw a goat sucking on its own udder for milk. Flexible goat.
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i am loving your stories, and intensely curious about what took you to kenya, and what you're doing while you're there :-) do share!
well, i'm here b/c i got fired from credit suisse and decided to take 2 months off from life.
i'm mostly doing touristy stuff, but for the first couple of weeks, erika and i are working on a wwoof farm in mbita. i think we are going to uganda for some rafting next week, and then who knows.
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