Day 3: I'm Here

After over 20 hours of travelling, our team finally arrives in Kenya. We're all half-dead as we wait around for our luggage to arrive but at the same time, there's a sense of anticipation and excitement as we all just want to run outside and take in Kenya. It's at the airport where we meet our 3 Kenyan teammates: Catherine, George, and Hellen. They're complete strangers right now (I'll even admit I found them intimidating at first) but none of us has any idea just how great of friends they'll become. Once we've loaded our luggage and boarded the buses, we're on our way.

I'm dead tired but I keep myself awake so that I can take in my first impressions of Kenya and its people. I notice that we're driving on the left side of the road...there's so many people walking along the streets and dirt roads...everyone is Kenyan (I know that's obvious but I'm from California where there's often a lot of different skin colors on streets). There's a lot of traffic because Joe Biden is in town so our drive ends up taking a long, long time. Soon I can't keep my eyes open anymore and fall asleep. When I wake up, it's dark and we've arrived at Watakatifu Wote Senta, our first home in Kenya. We pick roommates (holla Nathan!), find our rooms, and eat dinner.

Soon, I'm sitting on my bed and realizing for the first time: Dang, I'm actually, finally in Kenya. After months of both wanting and not wanting to come and hours of travelling, I'm here...and I have no idea what I'm doing. If I had had more energy, I might have started feeling the weight of being in Kenya for a missions trip but I was just too exhausted at that point. So I fall asleep with this one last thought: I'm going to be here for 7 weeks...that's a long, long time...God I hope You know what You're doing cause I sure as heck don't.