Merry Christmas from Kenya
First of all: Merry Christmas! I know we’re already closer to New Year’s Eve, but when you’re travelling and dependent on internet cafes for communication, you sometimes can’t find a working internet place when you want to send Christmas greetings.
I spent Christmas in Diani Beach on the south coast of Kenya. A weird experience to attend mass (in Kiswahili, so I didn’t understand a single word) dressed in a t-shirt, skirt and sandals, and still sweating like mad. The afternoon was spent on the beach - blue water and white sand. Not a bad Christmas day! But it was hard to feel Christmassy at 35 degrees… I nearly missed the Dutch cold. Nearly.
After three months of preparation and a much longer time of dreaming, I left Holland November 18th to go travelling for about a year. Strangely enough, when the plane took off, I only felt very confused and -I must confess - a bit nervous. What if I couldn’t find the hotel in Cairo? What if there was no decent taxi to take me to town from the airport? What if my luggage didn’t arrive? Of course, everything turned out fine. My backpack was there, I found a taxi and got to the hotel safely.
