3 months into this adventure, my sense of normal has shifted
quite a bit… here are some examples

 

Communication:

  • I use my blog to send the equivalent of an email
    to everyone I love… and whoever else happens upon it online…
  •  I spend 2 hours to check a few emails, only to
    not be able to reply to them because the internet decides to not work
  • I look forward to blog comments like surprise
    visits from friends and family

  • I spend almost 1/3 the amount I used to pay for
    a month of cell phone use for 40 precious minutes of phone time on Christmas
    (totally totally worth it)

  • I hope people show up when they say they will
    because if they don’t I have no way to contact them otherwise

  • Still find out about engagements and  other news from my favorite thing ever…
    Facebook:)

 

Food

  •        
    I eat when I’m still full from the previous meal
  •       
    Food is not something to be enjoyed or
    anticipated, but a cultural necessity that is dreaded a bit (mostly because I
    am still overly full from the last meal served just a few short hours ago)
  •       
    There are 5 dishes that are served: ugali (white
    corn flour play-dough stuff), chapati (sort of like a thick fried flour
    tortilla), rice, cabbage, and potatoes. Notice my dear friend starch showing
    up in each of these delightful treats
  •     
    I horde candy like it is a precious commodity
    that there is a very limited supply of… only give in when I really need
    a piece- like on Christmas:)
  •      
    “When its hot, we drink it hot”- Pastor Alex on
    drinking scalding tea at most meals when it is over 90 degrees outside.
  •     
    I wait for the annoying cat to meow at my feet
    to throw it the food I can’t bring myself to put in my mouth and then drop the
    food on the floor.

 

Travel

  •        
    “Sit on her lap, this is Kenya!”- cab driver in
    Webuye.
  •     
    Our reply, “we know” (as there are already 2 other
    girls on laps)
  •    
    The idea of driving on the right side of the
    road is literally non-existent, there is no rhyme or reason for where cars are
    found on the road; right, left, shoulder… wherever works, or wherever there
    are the fewest potholes.
  •      
    15 km (9 miles) takes over an hour to travel
  •        
    Only 2 people sit in the front seat of a matatu
    (public transport, imagine a Volkswagen bus with an extra row of seats), but as
    many as possible in every other seat/open space in the vehicle 15-20 okay.
  •    
    I hit my head on the ceiling of the matatu or
    car every time I ride in one 

Shopping

  •     
    the bill they give out at the ATM is too large
    for any establishment to accept… generally worth around $10USD
  •  
    more than a dollar for anything is something to
    carefully consider
  •    
    DVD’s come on one disc with 12+ films… at
    around $3.50
  •     
    Candy again something to be carefully
    considered… if I’m gonna horde it, it needs to be good
  •     
    I pay the “White-Man Tax,” which inflates prices
    about 400%- don’t worry I’m a good bargainer:)

Living

  •     
    Electricity is a HUGE blessing, HUGE
  •   
    running water… even better!
  •    
    Place to use the bathroom in the same building I
    sleep in another thing to thank God for.
  •    
    Sleep until the birds, sun, or screaming
    children deem it time to wake up.
  •     
    Wear the same clothes at LEAST  3 days in a row
  •     
    Take Doxy every morning to prevent Malaria
  •    
    Whenever I leave anywhere children show up
    everywhere  to shout 2 things: “Wazungu”
    (white people), and “How are you? How are you? How are you?”
  •     
    Go to bed at 9ish… although I’m writing this
    at 1:15 a.m…. electricity is something that must be taken advantage of!
  •      
    Bucket showers are cold and just how you get
    clean…. about as often as I change my outfit
  •      
    I never have to worry about being late, that
    doesn’t exist here:)