Picked Up

Hello friends and family, yes, i am in Kenya, and I am alive...for now :) There is so much that I have done/I am going to do, that i could fill numerous blog posts, unfortunately i don't have the time right now...so instead i am going to tell you a quick story about right when i arrived.

Upon leaving you last i was about to get on the plane to finish my journey and arrive in Nairobi. On the plane i was able to sleep quite a bit, about six hours so i was fresh to begin my adventures here. When the plane landed I was led to the visa entry place and got to pay only half what i was expecting so that was good :)
As i picked up my baggage and walked outside i found about fifty people holding signs waiting to pick up others arriving in Kenya, after walking up and down the row of people frantically searching for my name a man started asking who I was looking for and if he could help...needless to say i was a big scared seeing as i was just arriving here a million miles away from home and there was not a familiar face to see...everyone i was talking to was a stranger!!!

Anyway, this man was actually really helpful and called Joe, the project manager person, who then talked to me and apparantly my plane arrived not only a half hour early, but it only took about a half hour to get through customs, which it usually takes about an hour, so he would be a few minutes...by this time i was calmed down and led to the cafeteria area, by the man with no name who helped me. (yes, the thought that i was going to disappear and not be found did run though my head, but it's not like i couldn't trust anybody...don't worry, i was wary and careful)...yes, i was!
So, after about five minutes of waiting i was found by Joe and Eunice, my things were collected and i was shown to the car (i accidentlly started to go the the drivers side because, of course, the sides are oppisite america). After driving a few minutes i was informed that i was going to take my 1 day safari that day. I wasn't able to go home or freshen up, which was okay, other than feeling a terrible mess and not having looked in a mirror for two days, but maybe that was for the best :) I was promptly taken to the Matatu (public transportation) Eunice got me a ticket and led me to the bus and then commenced the two hour journey to Lake Nakuru where i met up with Peter (tour guide), Victor (driver), Allison (volunteer from NY), and Gloria (volunteer from CA) but that is another story, i will tell you however that Jason (volunteer from Vancouver BC) deemed me the bravest person, not only because i came to Kenya alone, but i rode the Matatu alone...he got pickpocketed the day before as he was getting off...but again that is another story.

Next time i get on, i promise pictures and the safari story, I love most of you, and don't worry, i'll be safe!