Saturday, January 3, 2015

...missing pieces...

I miss Kenya...
I really never expected to miss it as much as I do... When our flight took out of Nairobi, I cried. I didn't feel like i was ready to leave. But as I think about it now, I am not sure if I could ever be ready to leave. Every time I think about the people there my heart does this funny little twisty dance move. And it hurts... And i want to go back...

I miss the little black legs pumping to catch up with us, while shrieking at the top of their lungs,"Mazungu! Mazungu!" 
I miss the black faces with the flashing white teeth smiling as though their lives depended on it. 
I miss the dirty grimy fingers fondling my hair and face. 
I miss the old mamas cheerful waving with both of their old, work-worn, wrinkled hands, while smiling toothless smiles. It's enough to cheer anyone up!!  
I miss seeing the men sitting on their piki pikis waiting, waiting for customers.
I miss all the little dukas(shops) that line the trash-laden streets.
I miss waving to the little children that roam the streets all day, looking for food, for love, something that is worth living for.
And, believe it or not, I miss the speed bumps! One time, when I said that i was gonna miss the speed bumps, the people I was riding with were like, "What? You are gonna miss the speed bumps?!" And they were shocked! :)

But seriously! I do miss some of the strangest things! Like, prepare yourself, the chos! Honestly! :) And I miss the chai! Haha! Chos and chai!! What an interesting combo!! One of the women in the compound makes the best chai ever! Her chai is like uh, well, really really good! If I could ever make chai as good as hers, I would be tickled pink, blue, orange, yellow and green!!

I hope y'all have a wonderful evening!   -tara


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