Guess who's back, back again. Ant is back, tell a friend.
For three weeks, I was sans watch, sans crackberry and sans internet. It was liberating, especially for someone so addicted to being "connected." But now that I'm back stateside, I've quickly re-established my need for speed.
Oh broadband internet, how I love thee.
Jinna bore the brunt of trip-planning as I was devoting almost every waking hour to cramming seemingly useless facts into my head. (Note: I checked my Step 1 scores while in Zanzibar. I passed). Inadvertently, we basically followed Lonely Planet's "bush & beach" itinerary.
Week 1: Nairobi, Kenya
The Idwasi family, the Rotarians who Jinna is currently living with, graciously opened their home (and kitchen) to me. Twas a glorious week. I slept in. I watched movies. I ate (lots). I shopped. I soaked in the sights and sounds of Nairobi and Karen (Nairobi's 'burbs). And most importantly, I managed to become human again. I also managed to acquire two additional little brothers. I already have two of 'em, which is trouble enough, but I'm adding two more to the pham-ily: Jason and Ben.