I am still in Kenya. Life is tough for the Kenyan people and a day doesn't pass where I am not really grateful for being born in the United States and to my parents of Blessed Memory. Yesterday we traveled to a place for lunch that was on a road like none I have ever seen in my life. We all marveled that you were where we were and how unbelievable our journey was. The mud's and rains on an unpaved and unsafe road were beyond description or even photos. And then after what seemed like hours we reached our destination for lunch. The dichotomy between the two was frankly too much to
comprehend let alone explain.
I am lucky and I know it, and I already clapped my hands. Assorted photos to follow:
We finally reached The Ark, where there is around the clock animal viwing from everywhere and the animals come to water.