... and so we go. Taking off early tomorrow morning in a bus for the long trek to Nairobi, killing a few hours in the city, and flying out at 11pm. Hopefully reaching home by Thursday if the Icelandic volcano gods allow. The week has been a bittersweet mix of reunions and goodbyes.
We went to visit Baby Gloria at her new home out in Kapenguria. She's putting on weight and chugs a bottle like a champ!
Too cute to pass up. What a face.
Being a poser with Sharon and Metrine at Nema House.
Chilling with the very expectant Mama Virginia and Regan at the Veronica Home.
(Getting there that day involved a 30-minute walk through muddy roads, a 10-minute ride in a 12-passenger van with 27 people in it, and riding on the back of a motorcycle in a downpour for another few miles to the house. All in an afternoon's work..)
Visiting classy and popular places like the New York Hotel.
Enjoying the 5-10 minutes of sunshine each day.. (yes that's a lone bike parked on the road)..
Spending most of the day waiting for the rain to stop..
And in the meantime, picking enormous ticks off the Veronica Home's pregnant (and practically comatose) dog, Tiger.
Oh boy. Leaving is hard. I'd hoped it might be easier the second time around, but no such luck.
See you all on the other side...
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