After a long day of classes the group decided to go out for dinner. We all wanted to get off the Methodist Guest House property and see Kenya. Since I arrived on Monday, with the exception of my short excursion into downtown, I have been stuck at the House. On the way back from the airport Monday morning someone noticed an Ethiopian restaurant close-by. We decided to walk there, it ended up taking twenty-five minutes along the side of the road. As I explained earlier in my first post, Kenyans utilize the periphery of the streets as sidewalks, for this walk we did the same. As i looked down at the sidewalk I felt as though i was back in Guarjila, El Salvador trekking to Chalate. The "sidewalks" are composed of dirt and browned garbage, browned in that the garbage (plastic bottles, bags, magazines) is almost completely camoflouged by the dirt around it. As i held my head up the faces passing me occassionally acknoledged my presence, but most people just walked by me with the same zoned-out gaze I often see in American cities. As i shut my eyes for a second the cars whizzing by me and the horns honking in the background brought me back to Ashby ave on a Sunday afternoon.
Before I knew it we had arrived at the restaurant. We ordered a few dishes per group of four and feasted on the food. As most of you know, Ethiopian food is eaten without silverware. One picks up their food from a communal plate with lots of dishes on it (dont worry dad i washed my hands with soap and water before i dug in). This Ethiopian food was of a completely different caliber than that of Telegraph Avenue. It was truly amazing, I left so full i could barely make the 25 minute walk home.
Everytime i post I am going to try and give you all (y'all for Kate) some information from one of my classes. For the first month most of this info will be from Swahili class (Susan I am very impressed with your mad Swahili skills).
Today we learned personal pronouns, mimi, wewe, yeye, sisi, nyinyi, and wao. Mimi ni mwanafunzi Kiswahili. I am a student of Kiswhahili. I also learned how to say I am not a tourist, I am a student. Mimi si mtalii, mimi ni mwanafunzi In addition to these useful statements I learned a lot of adjectives and verbs.
ninapenda nyumbani wangu. I love my family!
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8 comments:
Love you also.
Keep these blogs coming.
What a great live I have now living vicariously through you!!!!
Amazing, and awesome!!!
Nice bit of writing, Kid,
But do me a favor, keep your eyes open as you walk along the side of the road...
David (Dad's tailgunner)
MOLLY it's ben lehman (the lesser of the lehman twins.) Just wanted to say we're all proud of you and that we love ya! have fun in africa, and when in africa, do as the africans do!
yeah, well, i guess it was kinda expected of me to comment after ben did, just to show him up, ya know? haha. well, yer pretty lucky for bein in africa, ya know? i mean, i've always wanted to go there just to see the sites and crud, but you actually get to live it. thats pretty schweet, ya know?
tell me if ya see and rhino's or elephants!!
-Stephen!
molly keep up the great posts and have a great next couple of days!!! i love you so much and am thinking of you. xoxoxox clar clar
Oh my goodness molly it all sounds so amazing. you are really doing a fantastic job of making us feel like we are experiencing it with you! you are missed terribly here!! can't wait to read another.
love you hooch!!
Love you MIMI
You are proving to be an entertaining travel writer, but don't quit your day job (yet)
Lots of Love
G
MOLLY!
Your trip sounds amazing. I can't wait to read more. Thank you soo much for my b-day gift lol it was just what I wanted. Keep the blogs comin. Love you soo much my African daughter :) xoxo
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