18.01.2009 - 19.01.2009
After way too many hours flying, I finally arrived in Kenya. I’d been warned in Sydney about extensive delays with the visa process at Nairobi airport, but I just thought they probably say that to everyone. As it was, it took forever to get my transit visa, and I missed my bus to Tanzania. After a couple of phone calls to Kelsey at the Children’s Village where I’d be volunteering, a guy came up to me, and said he was supposed to be taking me to the bus. That seemed ok, until two other guys suddenly appeared as well, and before I could really do or say anything they had chucked my bags in the back a beaten up car, so I thought, ok, I’m not going without my bags (well, those bags held most of my possessions), so I jumped into the front seat (sorry Mum..). Luckily they actually took me to the shuttle, a 25 year old mini bus, where I spent the next six or seven hours bouncing around in the heat and inhaling dust. But I actually really loved it, bumpy dirt roads and all. It was a great intro to Africa - after the craziness of Nairobi traffic, I saw two small herds of zebras (my first wild zebras ever), a group of some gazelle type animal, and lots and lots of donkeys. Weirdly, there was also the occasional well dressed suited man just standing there on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. Oh, and the best part was the most amazing view of Mt Kilimanjaro.. even through the haze of dust it was truly a spectacular sight, and watching it as I bumped past in the crazy bus, I actually forgot I hadn't slept in two days.