Hello, dear friends! I have made it to Nairobi and am simultaneously relieved (my bag made it too!) and on the brink of falling apart. It turns out that two red-eye flights back-to-back is a terrible idea and I haven't really slept now in nearly three days. Add to that the heat here (a nice respite after chilly London, but still too hot for the fleece-lined pants I"m still wearing) and the terrible airplane food and I'm tired, sweaty, stinky, and hungry. The perfect combination for a foul mood.
So instead, I'm chugging water while catching up on emails at an internet cafe, then tracking down lunch, and heading to the train station. I have an overnight train to Mombasa, a Swahili town on the Indian Ocean where I will finally have a bed and shower for the first time since leaving Boston on Wednesday. Yep, I told you I'm stinky. And my hair is less than cute. All in the name of adventure, right?
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