Long Overdue.

Apologies for the delay. 6,000 words and 400 pages of reading later, I'm ready to face Semester 2, which is convenient since it began today. What was supposed to be a two week break hasn't felt like much of one thanks to writing up all of our findings reports on Kenya, designing a professional website, and doing a book review for an academic journal. But ... nice to start the semester with only upcoming assignments instead of last semester's too. It's also been a good distraction from the fact that I'm back in a very cold, very wet, dark place. To modify a famous quote: Toto, I've got a feeling we're not in Kenya anymore.

But we can still pretend.

                                                                   Bikes and bananas.

                                                     With a respondent at her home in Tikeet.

                                                                    Heading to the river.

 

                                        The Masters in Public Health and International Development,
                                    Masters of Environmental Change and International Development,
                                                  and Masters of International Development of
                                                     University of Sheffield's class of 2012.

                                                                   (What a mouthful.. 

                              this explains why I have little desire to go to my graduation ceremony..)

     

 

Pink toes. Can't get enough. 

                                        With my French classmate Manon, and dear adopted family
                                                                   at the Veronica Home.

                                               Some hooligans I found on the side of the road.
They turned out to be 3 siblings -- a brother, Willy, and twins Faith and Lillian  -- my friend Ina worked with in 2008. She helped their grandma (who cares for them) start a shamba (garden), which is now massive and thriving. The boys in the black and white shirts are  Isaiah and Camou, who I worked with 4 years ago at the drop-in school for street kids in the city. All 5 of them have grown about a foot since then and are all
            attending the local primary school. Amazingly sweet seeing their faces again.