Leaving Nairobi

Hello,

Sarah’s co-worker was taking us to the airport. He brought a bigger van but we could have fit in something much smaller. Besides the three of us there was a car seat, a stroller, four suitcases to check in, one of them was small enough that it could be a carry on, and we were each carrying something about the size of a medium tote bag.

Even though it was at the later end of rush traffic was not bad until we came to a crawl and then a stop. Many people came past the cars hoping to sell something to the people trapped in their inert vehicles. Their varied wares ranged from bagged fruits to blow up child’s chairs. After a while it became clear that traffic must always come to a stand still in this spot because the driver said it was always like this.

Progress was made finally. After about 20 minutes we were next in line at the round about. At that point a police officer stopped the lanes of traffic in our street. In a bit many cars started zipping round about. This went on for almost 5-10 minutes before it again became our turn. It was after dark and the police officers had on reflectorized vests. In this organized chaos it was a necessary item.

Lexi started talking about the airport and Daddy. Perhaps she was expecting daddy to be there since that was the last place she had seen him.

It was a bit of a trick to get everything on the cart, however Sarah is a master organizer. We got security scanned just inside the door and then had to reload the cart to stand in the passport/ticket check line. Lexi was a model girl at this point in time, it helps to have some things to look at with so much happening.

Paula