dangly

well the place isn't in tip-top shape but its presentable. my room is pretty messy but better than before and the dishes are piling up in the kitchen, but the rest of the house is clean. yay!

i have a fear of giving birth to conjoined twins. yes, i realize that's preposterous, but still its true.

i'm kind of too tired to write an entry tonight. maybe i'll show you another picture. what should i show you tonight?? this is a toilet, also knows as a hole in the ground. now, to clarify, not all toilets look like this (some are actually made by royal doulton). this is at a service station on the way home from eburru. dan and dita are involved in this church plant on the top of a mountain about 2 hours away from kijabe. its very remote and isolated. the church was obviously very different than anything i've ever experienced before. in a way it was like "next church africa". the whole service was in swahili, so obviously my participation was limited, but i did sit and stand at the appropriate times AND i bobbed up and down with everyone else during the music. dita introduced me and asked me to say a few words, then paster jenga translated. it was fun. my experience in eburru is the prime example of my overall feeling about kenya, i really liked it but didn't feel at home there.

now, i can't think of anything else to say about that day, so let me dig out my plog (my Paper bLOG) that i journaled in while i was away...
"anyway, we went to church in eburru, which is a tiny village on top of a mountain. the people there are extremely poor. i can't imagine. its funny the clothes they wear, some are mismatched, and others wear these gowns they must have received from a north american company – second hand. they look like bridesmaids dresses from the 80s or early 90s. its interesting that going to church is the big event to pull our your gown for.
they all have no hair, boys & girls, men & women alike. its really, really short. the kids would stare at me, one baby would cry fiercely whenever he saw me. oh dear. often i'd feel a little hand on my back and turn to find a shy little kid pull away, they'd been touching my hair. its long and so straight.
the drive there and back was an advernture. we saw the usual, donkeys grazing right beside the highway (you've got to watch out because they wander onto the road), sheep, crazy traffic. but we also saw zebras, baboons (thought of jay), impalas and storks!"

hmm, i should show you a picture of the church. here you go...

for those of you who are interested about kijabe hospital, here's a link to their website. right here.

gwen stefani makes me think of dancing with you.

ok, i'm signing off. take it away simon and garfunkel...

i've squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.