
After spending some time with a group at a base called "Lilyput," I went with my friend Robin to visit his parents who lived next door. They welcomed me with open arms and gave me a maraca that his mother made. They are wonderful gracious people.
The rest of the day Robin and I set out on a mission to track down a belt sander for the wood shop class. 3 or 4 matatu rides later (and a good deal of walking) we arrived at the industrial district of Nairobi where all the hardware shops are located. Unfortunately we couldn't find the right belt sander and we came back empty handed. I did, however, get to experience a level of traffic I didn't know existed. It's hard to describe... I think of all matatu drivers as low level super heroes. It's something you'll just have to experience for yourself. I'm glad Robin was there... otherwise I'd probably still be out there somewhere.
-Ryan
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