ahhh. it is good to be back πΊπΈ ... and i can't wait to return π°πͺ
electricity, clean water, starbucks.... you are definitely not overrated.
i may have booked a flight yesterday π«£.
there is SO much about to pop in omboga, it is stupid hard to know i am not there. and i am not, so i will oversee from afar. for now.
the flights home were smooth and not awful at all! i rarelyyyy watch movies at home. on the plane. jeez, i learned this trip that if you can't sleep, you might as well be entertained π
we opted to uber home because of two things -- you never really know when you will land (supposed to and actual ain't the same), and mainly because i didn't want to chat or do anything that requires a brain to function well, like conversation. i love uber, anyway. so, we get in and our driver, samuel, is african-american. naturally, i ask if he was born here or where. you know where this is going. he is kenyan. so much for not talking π€ͺ. we are now friends.
esther and i stay up until 10 p.m. and then sleep like babies. heaven.
the next day, i wake feeling mighty fine and really energized. what the hee-haw? we need to pick up monster and get food anyway, so perfect. we are in produce at kroger, and i overhear a lady on her phone, and she says "sawa". if i have heard that once, i have heard it thousands of times. "okay" (sidenote: in kenya, they never end a phone call with goodbye. it is usually just sawa or the end of last sentence. click. they do this because they say the conversation doesn't end. it will continue another day or time, so why say goodbye when it isn't ever really over? i find that both cool and endearing).
being the friendly or weird person i am, i have to ask the lady in kroger if she is maybe kenyan? my mind is thinking that a gazillion african countries probably say sawa. but, i can't help myself.
she is from zimbabwe, but her beautiful 10 year old son malachi and husband are from kenya. they both got back yesterday from a month long trip! malachi had never been. yes, he lovesss it. i holler at esther to come meet them. and the woman says, "my name is esther too ❤️!" cutely, malachi and my esther have matching kenyan bracelets ☺️.
it really is a very very small world.
and i have been going like crazy since we got back. i have zero idea how i eluded jet lag. my energy level is abnormally high, go figure.
esther, you travel so well. thank you for the memories ❤️❤️❤️
she went through photos and sent me some i hadn't seen. yes, the memories, sweet and awesome memories π₯°
trip #7 coming next.



















































