This blog is named after my dog, Dino the wonder dog. Other than that, this blog doesn’t have a lot to do with him, except that some days, when I am just too busy or too tired or have a migraine, I let Dino write my blog for me. On days when he has not taken over the computer, I write about my life – the past, the present and the future - my travels far and near and my home. I would love it if you would follow along.
Monday afternoon we rode out to Southern Cross Academy to see the work on the
rabbit project. The week before, Tumaini Volunteers had wired the money to
Marafiki, so that they could buy the building materials to start the hutches.
were pleasantly surprised by how much work had been done. They assured us that
the hutches would be finished by the next week, before the rabbits would be
we returned to the school two days later, the hutches were looking good and
were almost done. The plan was to take the rabbits to their new home the
following Tuesday. You will have to wait a few days to read about how that
the meantime, in case you are asking yourself why we started this project, here’s
is such a country of contrasts. From extreme poverty to incredible opulence. Our
first full day there, back on March 31, we needed to get some spending money –
Kenyan Shillings – out of the ATM and also stock up on drinking water and
snacks. It was decided we would take care of this at the Hub shopping mall
we had to walk for about a half a mile through our little neighborhood.
it wasn’t boring.
we got to Kikuyu Road, we had to catch a matatu.
all my travels, I really haven’t been able to get a credible picture of the
inside of a matatu. For starters, it’s not safe to whip out your camera or
phone and snap pictures. Someone might just want that piece of electronics bad
enough that they will snatch it from you or wait until you pocket it and pick
that pocket. Also, it is just plain rude. These people who ride matatus every
day of their lives and have no other choice really do not want you trying to
capture their mundane lives.
not a single picture of a matatu, inside or out. All I have are pictures of the
roads we traveled, when we were traveling them in a private van.
You will just have to use your imagination. When we got to the Hub, however . . .
Well, we had to try to imagine that we were still in Kenya. We
could have been back in the States in any mall in any large city.
next day, we walked through this market place back in Kikuyu. It just still
blows me away. Contrasts. Yup, all about contrasts.
“A new command I give you: Love one
another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.” John 13:34 (NIV)
must admit – I keep going back to Kenya because I get out of it as much as I
put into it. I always go planning on loving on these kids, but it turns out the
kids have just as much love to give in return.
In the coming weeks, I'll be sharing these pictures, and others, telling you where we were and what we were doing, but some times, pictures need no explanation.