Sad to say, faithful reader, that time in this wonderful country is drawing to a close for your's truly. Tomorrow will wrap up the 5th and final community group meeting (3 groups of micro-businesses and 2 of HIV/AIDS Ed). We are in the midst if AIDS ED at the Red Cross in Bungoma, with a class of 30 college students all majoring in public health, social work or community-based needs. It's a very bright, very articulate group and we can do the whole thing in English. It's good fun to be back in the mix with young folks just starting out in life, so full of insight and hope and desire to make a better community.
On the home front here at the farm, the water that has kept us in cold showers and a working actual toilet gave out, so it was off to the outhouse shed for the first time, only to discover, to my great joy and relief, that next to the three "long drop stalls" (okay, for those who may not be familiar with this particular form of waste disposal, a "long drop" is a hole in the floor that one squats over and that which the squatting expels takes a loooonnnng drop into the poop pit.)
However, in the other stall, there was not a long drop hole but an actual, honest to goodness, white, porcelain, seat intact, water flowing, you got it, toilet.
Sometimes life seems like it can't get any better!
Anyway, we will wrap up tomorrow with the famous condom demonstration on the 25 wooden sculptures (word has it my mom's sewing club has put in an order for 50 of them, purely for decorative purposes I'm told....) and then off to the Masai Mara Game Reserve for 2 1/2 days of looking at wild animals.
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