Nellie runs an orphanage in Nakuru. For more information see here. I like Nellie because she enjoys discussing politics and does not discuss her age- both are the marks of a true lady. We became very close in a literal sense during this trip, in which we sat four deep in the backseat of a Toyota:
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| Please, please excuse my face. |
We visited the orphanage twice during our stay. The first time we arrived the children were playing in an empty lot down the street from the premises. Bruce immediately found an old friend:
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| This is Joy, possessor of the most infectious smile you will ever encounter. |
Meanwhile, I made a new friend:
You may not be able to tell from this photo, but he was wearing about three sweaters. He sat with me silent and unsmiling, the epitome of seriousness for a good twenty minutes. I knew I had found a kindred spirit. In hindsight, he might have been lethargic and on the brink of heat exhaustion, due to the three sweaters. Side note: Most Kenyans are absurdly overdressed for their climate. And they are always saying the weather is too cold.
Somehow when I pulled out my camera, he was all smiles.
Well, all smiles and this face.
The second time we visited the children were watching Brother Bear (that's the name of that Disney movie right?) and eating dinner.
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| They were eating my favorite Kenyan meal- githeri. The look on my face is one of jealousy. |
During that visit a child with wet drawers may or may not have sat on my lap.
The end.
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