Shopping

I can't remember what I wrote yesterday, so forgive me if I repeat myself today. We are sitting in a frustrating cyber cafe (the same one at the gas station that the goats walked past last time... no goats today, though). I keep getting kicked out of gmail, so will take this time to blog. We just finished shopping for the Musingu Boys. We were able to buy EVERYTHING on their lists and still have 1000 or so shillings left over! Terry wasn't too pleased with my buying books used on the street (no receipt), but I know his Rotary Club knows we are good for it. And I think it saved just enough so no one had to be disappointed!

Walking in to town today Terry was saying that he was much more brash (is that a word? I'm not sure if he actually said brash) in India about taking photos. We have been quite shy about it here, because we LIVE here and are now worrying that we might not have enough! So, we'll be a little more in your face about it for the next few days. Oh, I know, we are heading to Eldoret on Monday... they don't know us there!

For example, it is one thing for me to write about all the things we see being carried on the back of a bicycle, but it is quite another to see it! Do words do justice to this:

A red velvet coffin
A HUGE, wide, high load of sticks
8 Twenty litre water jugs
Enormous bundles of... hay, clothing, fruit, vegetables
One or more live chickens, on the back or on the handlebars
People in suits, dresses, old, young, fat, skinny, you name it
People with babies or briefcases
Long pieces of metal or timber (like REALLY really long)

Oh, there go the goats... there's a whole herd of them today. Just paused to take a picture :-)