Settling Back In

Quote Love: "Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see." - C.S. Lewis

Not quite forty-eight hours in Kenya is enough to remind me of the way things are here -- the way it’s so different from America, but normal and familiar nonetheless.

Like the way traffic is a crazy mess sprawled over potholed, unlined roads, with cars that drive on the left, swerving and cutting mere inches away from each other.

Or the way I’m always surprised by how coarse and brown the sugar here is (and how I forget that every time I then go back to the States, I confuse sugar for salt).

Or the way neighbors pop in for a visit and stay to chat over a cup of tea.

Or the way people crowd the edges of streets, and such a mixture of them, too: families in Sunday best passing the boy peddling sticks of sugarcane out of a wheelbarrow; those talking on cell phones hurrying by the outstretched hand of the beggar…

           

Or the way there is actually good Ethiopian food in Kenya (thank goodness for that). And Coke out of a glass bottle to go along with it.

Or, finally, the way that this is all ordinary life – just my other one.

P.S. We’re taking an overnight trip tomorrow to a place called Kirinyaga. And leaving at 7am. (Ughh.) So see you after that!