the Second day in Kenya

Hello,

We again went to the store to get groceries. Stephen and Sarah plan their menus and then shop accordingly. Brian and Jen also do this, but they did not learn that from their mother. I tend to shop for what is on sale and then see what I can make with what I have on hand. How different people can be even my children.

In the afternoon we headed off to the Kenya railroad museum. It was something else to be on the streets on a Saturday afternoon. I could not imagine how they knew where to go, so many cars, etc. and so few signs. At least signs are in English and that makes it easier for us non-native people.

They had an address and a map that helped to a degree, but it was finally deemed necessary to ask someone. This guy pointed us in a direction and said, “It is right over there.” It turned out not to be right over there, but a sign at that spot pointed the way so even though his directions seemed erroneous they helped us get to our destination.

The museum was not busy to say the least. There were just a couple other people there. I had just read an historical mystery book that was structured around this theme of the only railroad in Kenya. The Europeans as usual did their own thing in this place that they were trying to control. There was a picture of Teddy Roosevelt riding on a bench on the cowcatcher of a train. He was certainly a risk taker.

In the evening Stephen and Sarah went to a farewell party. Leroy and I babysat for Lexi, gave her a bath and put her to bed. She was not very happy about that, but the bath interested her. We read books and danced with her. She seemed to like that too.

Paula