I was on the beach yesterday (I know, hard work that Peace Corps), and there were your usual camel ride troop of camels but being a Tuesday there were not many customers so the camels were relaxing. Normally, when a camel (the animal) relaxes, it rests on its knees so as to get up faster (having been domesticated for so long, my guess is that camels just know they will eventually need to get up). However, when I turned to look at troop again, there was one that had just flopped on its side and I immediately felt it embodied myself and other alumni and current students of my alma mater Connecticut College in so many ways. I snapped the picture with my camera phone, and whipped up a little graphic for it. Hope you enjoy. Go Camels! Miss you all!
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Today was Beach Day. After a week of settling into site, and still feeling a little uncomfortable, it was decided that today would be Beach Day. So Dai and I packed up and jumped on a matatu down to Ukunda to meet up with some other PCVs: Harmony, Jeff and Dani.
The ride down is relatively painless, and getting to the beach is easy, and cheap, which is good for stressed-out, wigged-out, poor Peace Corps Volunteers. Now a note on Diani Beach. It is classified as a “resort area,” but that only means two things in Kenya: There are a lot of Wazungu and prices are about five times as high as normal. There are no 20-storey tall resort complexes, there are no boardwalks, there are not even any sidewalks (have I mentioned the sidewalk deficiency Kenya suffers?)
But what there is is a gorgeous beach, which lays empty for the most part. It has white sands, and the water is warm, the sun shines and there is nobody around. It is paradise! Heck there are even palm trees (though falling coconuts will kill you if you aren’t careful). And it is here that the four of us set up shop and lay down to do nothing. Now I know I have been complaining about having nothing to do, but there is a difference, a very important difference, between having nothing to do when you should be doing something, and having nothing to do when you should be relaxing. And weekends are relaxing time. Even Peace Corps says that. Heck, I even put on shorts, which are a cultural no no for most kenyans (though mzgungu can get away with wearing them simply because they are mzgungu and you never question a mzungu).
I also ate pizza, which is a first in Kenya. It was ok. Maybe a low-medium on the pizza scale of the states, but ten’s all around on then kenyan pizza scale. Also stepped on a sea urchin (or several), and spent the next several hours (right up ’til writing this post actually) digging out sea urchin barbs from my feet. Not fun, especially through my now well-calloused soles. And, because I was at the beach near the equator, I am not longer white, but have instead acquired an appropriately lobster-like hue.
But it was worth it. It shows that there can be reward here, whereas during this whole week reward and positive-reinforcement were sorely lacking. And it’s good to know that it’s an easy trip for a good number of wazungu to make, because I have a feeling those will be sorely lacking during my weeks as well.
In other news, I just saw a new (for me) species of baboon walking around the camp near my house. Large enough to make me want to arm myself… And my water-catchment-tank-overfill-into-kitchen tally is now at 3 for those keep count.
Below are pictures from Diani Beach and also from the last day in Loitokitok (facebook public link is here). Finally, it’s a good thing mosquitoes fly slower than flies, for there is a far greater necessity in killing them. And my fly trap conveniently killed many of the little white ants that were so annoying, so an unexpected benefit there.
EDIT: WordPress is not allowing me to make a photo gallery for unknown reasons, so please use the link above to view the public facebook gallery for now. Cheers!