I fly like paper get high like planes, if you catch me at the border i got visas in my name

April 1^st-2^nd: Thursday and Friday

Jim, Jenny and I are taking a holiday from their hard work and my goofing off to go to Kenya this weekend. We left Nakale a little after two since Jim was a bit worried about weather the roads would be dry. Our worry proved to be unfounded since the road was dry although very rough. We stopped to see Dr. Jan in Mbale and Jim and Jenny gave her a present of clinic supplies we didn’t need.

That night we had dinner at the landmark with Al and the McBride’s who I met in Tanzania and Tim who is a British medical student working with Dr. Jan. It was fun to see the McBride’s again and to meet Tim. The food at the landmark was as usual superb. Al gave Jenny and me our passports which had just gone through immigration where we both had gotten an extension.

The next day we left for the border at the break of dawn. it takes about an hour to reach the border although the border took us more than two hours to pass. All went well though and I got Kenya stamped in my passport. For the next 8 hours we drove through western Kenya.

This entire area is incredibly green and beautiful. we passed up over the escarpment on the west side of the rift valley and drove down into it. The roads here are little more than a year old and in excellent shape although the traffic here consists of an amazing amount of large trucks seemingly exporting things to Uganda. The towns here are larger and Kenya’s economic superiority in east Africa is easily seen. there are only 73 Kenya shillings to the US dollar as apposed to nearly 2000 Ugandan shillings.

We stopped in Eldoret just before lunch a town several hours from the border where we went to the Nakumat and bought such luxurious as cheddar cheese and ice cream. Since Jenny has here international driver’s license she was able to help Jim with the driving and her and I talked for a couple of hours while Jim napped. We left the main road at Naivasha to Maai Mahiu where we left the lovely tarmac roads behind us and onto the familiar dirt ones to visit the Masaai