An Afternoon in Kitale

This past Sunday I went with Kristiana and Joshua to a “nature reserve” outside of Kitale.

We had been told me were going to some sort of domestic animal freak farm where they had a cow with 3 horns and other unusual animals. However we came to discover that was only a small part of our adventure.

Joshua having been to this place several times decided to wait for us while we went with a guide through the park. Our tour began with a walk through  the botanical gardens which other then trees had a large population of mosquitoes. Neither of us had brought bug spray because we thought we were going to a sunny farm.

As we emerged from the garden we saw before us Jesus crucified on the cross and several other biblical displays. Krisi and I just looked at each other–What did we get ourselves into? I gentleman came over and explained to us that they had built 10 mountains representing different stories from the old and new testament.  As we were told the stories of each mountain I  couldnt help but reflect on the strangeness of the situation. I had come thinking I was going to a freak farm, but turned out I was going to a nature reserve with biblical statues.

After the man finished telling us about the mountains we continued on to the nature trail where we were met by a swarm of mosquitoes and lots of stagnent water. As the usual afternoon storm began to creep in we finally made it to the freak farm part of our tour.

We saw a dwarf cow, a cow with 4 horns and 4 eyes, a sheep with 4 legs and several other unusual features.  Some of the animals I wanted to just kill to put them out of their misery because it was clear they were suffering.

Sunday evening Krisi and I brought our iPods down to girls group and had a dance party. The girls taught us some local dance and we taught them how to line dance. It was the best part of the whole crazy day.


Our Day in the Okavango Delta

14 July

Everyone on the trip had expected another early morning rise (about 5AM), but Julius informed us last night that waking up at 6:50 would be fine. Breakfast would be at 7 and the makoros would be departing for our walk at 7:30. I thought this was a bit strange considering typically the best viewing of animals is early morning when they are out and about scrounging for food, but who am I to argue with the guys who spend their days in the delta.

By 7AM almost everyone had emerged from their tents and were hovering around the camp fire, trying to wait patiently for a taste of Jay’s famous french toast. The group that had traveled with Jay and Sarah from Nairobi constantly talked about how the one thing Jay cooked really well was french toast, so when he offered to make us some for breakfast last night everyone thought it was a splendid idea. Continue reading