Not all those who wander are lost.

Not all those who wander are lost.

Monday, July 22, 2024

Hakuna Matata

July 21

We loaded into a safari van early this morning with Sam and our driver, Rony, and we headed out on a six hour adventurous drive to our camp in the Masai Mara. 



We made one stop to take pictures at an overlook on the Great Rift Valley, which is a geographical feature that runs from Mozambique to the Red Sea in Israel. 



Everyone shows you their pictures on safari but no one tells you what the drive there is like. The term “road” should be used  VERY loosely. Part of it was nothing but a rocky path. Honestly, the journey was so bumpy that my watch recorded it as exercise. Imagine trying to riding a bronco for three hours. But while driving through the savanna we were treated to many instances of seeing animals in their natural habitats. We saw zebras, warthogs, hyenas, wildebeests, giraffes, Thompson’s gazelles, and antelope. We also saw many farmers and children herding sheep, cows and goats- none of which were in any hurry to get out of the dirt “road” (for lack of a better term).  We arrived at the Royal Zebra River Safari camp and was greeted by Napthali, the manager of the camp. We had an excellent lunch and a brief rest before visiting a Maasai village. 




There we were greeted by a group of Maasai men who performed a welcome dance. As we entered the village the women performed a dance and blessing that ended with a high five. We were lead around the village by “Edward” - not his real name- but a lot of them seem to use English names with the visitors. He told us about the jumping demonstration we witnessed and said the young me do it to attract girlfriends. 


After that we saw a traditional fire making demonstration using sandpaper wood and red cedar. They rub the sticks together in a machete and then use the ember to light a fire in dried elephant dung, which they gather for this explicit purpose. He took us into a hut and explained how women were in control of everything that had to do with the household, including the construction of the huts. The huts are made of cow dung mixed with clay. The roof support is a soft wood and the inner house structure is made of a hard wood. He talked to us about the practice of polygamy among Maasai men before taking us to the Maasai market where we purchased some of their traditional beaded crafts. 

                


Word of the day: hakuna matata- “no worries”


Sunday, July 21, 2024

Karibu!

July 20

Today was a busy day. We were picked up by Sam of Samton Safaris at 10am and driven to our first stop of the day: the Nairobi National Museum. It is both a history and a natural sciences museum. 



It turns out today was a day for numerous school field trips and there were children EVERYWHERE. We started our tour in the Snake Park, which is located on the museum grounds. Kenya has 140 species of snakes, ten of which are venomous. The black mamba is the fastest and deadliest snake in Africa, but the most dangerous snake is the puff adder because it uses camouflage to hide and often rests near footpaths and walkways. I’m not going to get into the Snake Park too much because it gives me the willies,  but I did learn the difference between a terrapin and a turtle today. Charisse had no such qualms about the snakes and had the opportunity to hold a small python named Raphael at the end of our tour. 



Our tour guide in the museum was a young Masai named Kipain.  He told us quite a bit about the three periods of Kenyan history: pre-colonial, colonial, and post- independence. I learned some very interesting facts during the tour- including that Mt. Kenya is the second highest mountain peak in the world and that the most complete homo erectus skeleton ever found was found here in Kenya at Lake Turkana and is known as Turkana Boy. 




We learned disturbing facts regarding how  the slave trade developed here. In 1498 the Portuguese arrived in Kenya and eventually subjugated the native people, forcing them to work as slaves. Arab slave traders later expelled the earlier Portuguese slavers and traded slaves and ivory to the Middle East. Slaves often worked clove plantations. 


Kipain told us how Masai leaders were tricked into signing over their lands by being told they would be given protection from non friendly tribes. They put their thumbprints on documents, not knowing what they were and then were expelled from their ancestral lands. The Masai used to live in what is now Nairobi. When the company that took their land went bankrupt, white settlers came in and took over the lands. 


The independence movement in Kenya exploded post- World War II. Nationalism and trade union mobilization drove Kenyans to rise up against the colonizers, sometimes with violence. This resistance movement was referred to as the Mau Mau. They used guerrilla warfare against their oppressors. Women acted as spies, using strangler figs to smuggle notes to the resistance. Kenya gained its independence in 1963. 



We also learned some recent history. After the 2007 elections one party did not accept the election results and violence broke out that resulted in 1000 deaths. The seat of impunity was constructed of iron and machetes to commemorate that event. 


In the natural science part of the museum, 

we learned that there are 900 species of butterflies in Kenya and 800 types of bees. The bee exhibit was actually quite interesting. I think Charisse was most intrigued by the bird exhibit, but that was because earlier in the tour we had found out that Masai males between the ages of 13 to 17 go out for 8 days to hunt birds in order to make a feathered headdress called a Motonyi. They are then circumcised and, a few days later, continue their bird hunt. This part of an important rite of passage that marks their transition into manhood. Charisse was traumatized by the fact that even their very colorful national bird is not exempt from this ritual sacrifice. My favorite part of the museum was the Kanga exhibit. Kanga is a beautifully patterned rectangular cloth that usually contains a saying or proverb printed underneath the central figure. 



Our second stop was at Kobe Tough Beads and Leather factory, where Carol, our guide, and a group of workers began our tour with a welcome song. They then showed us the process they use to they create their ceramic beads with clay that comes from Mt. Kenya. The clay is mixed with water and a hardener like silica. It is mixed for two weeks then it sits in the sun for six weeks before it is kneaded, shaped, dipped in paint, decorated, and fired in a kiln to give it its shiny exterior. Kobe Beads was started by a husband and wife team in 2019 to help bring financial independence to women in need. The women who work here are widowed, divorced, or single parents. 


  

                                                                                                             Next up was the Giraffe Center where we were able to feed giraffes. We were warned not to tease them with the food and also to not get too close because they are know for head butting. We learned that Africa has both Rothschild giraffes and Masai giraffes. 



Finally we went to an African dance performance at Bomas. Boma is the Kenyan word for house. The performance center is shaped like a traditional Kenyan hut. We were treated to spectacular drum, acrobatic, and dance performances that originated in different parts of the country. There were a LOT of school children there. Boisterous and joyful, they would sometimes go bounding down to the floor when the performers encouraged crowd participation. 


                           

                            

Word of the day: Karibu- “welcome”

Today’s lesson: Driving in Nairobi requires a special kind of nerve of which we are not possessed. 


Saturday, July 20, 2024

Sasa from Nairobi



July 19



We arrived at Jomo Kenyatta Airport in Nairobi very early this morning. After going through customs, baggage claim, and security we met our driver and got to the Park Inn by Radisson Westlands at about 3:30am. The hotel is very modern and updated, with a very pleasant atmosphere and outdoor terraces.

After 21 hours of traveling we were just glad to finally be able to rest. Charisse and Ross slept in this morning, but I had a mission: I wanted to get my hair done in sister locs. So I had to be up early enough to get breakfast and then meet with our tour guide who took me to Beauty Space Salon. Breakfast consisted of items both familiar and unfamiliar and all of it was very good. I particularly liked the Dahl mahkti, which is a green lentil dish. The mandazi, a sweet bread puff was good but a little dry for my tastes. And the pineapple ginger shot was yummy.

Beauty Space Salon is a very modern hair and nail salon located in a mall in Nairobi. I was not able to get my sister locs because there wasn’t enough time in their schedule today, but I was determined to get my hair done and so the shop owner showed me several different options that could give me the sister loc aesthetic and I settled on artificial locs. The salon is in a mall which was right across the street from another mall.

There I went into Java House coffee shop where I purchased a cappuccino and an orange muffin. By the time I arrived back at the hotel it was time for dinner with Ross and Charisse at the restaurant. Dinner was superb! I ordered grilled halloumi with balsamic vinegar and peppered watermelon as an appetizer, and the Dahl mahkti for my main course. To my delight it was served with chapati, a savory flatbread that I was first introduced to in Uganda. Tomorrow will be our first full day of adventures in Kenya. 
                               
Word of the day: “Sasa”, which is one of the ways they say hello. 


Tuesday, June 20, 2023

Una Aventura Maravillosa

Our final day in the Dominican Republic sent us back to Punta Plata for a snorkeling excursion. Once again I regretted not bringing my waterproof phone pouch as I was not able to get underwater photos. The underwater photos you see here are courtesy of Connie Short. We took a boat to La Isla Bonita, which is a protected reef off shore of Punta Plata. Nothing is allowed on the sand of the island, so we left our shoes on the bus and had to put our towels in one of the provided shelters on the island. And of course, you’re not allowed to touch the coral. I’ve snorkeled several times before but never on a coral reef so this was a new experience. It was incredible. After our thirty minutes was up we stayed and relaxed on the beach for a couple of hours. Our boat ride back to shore took us through some mangroves, which were fascinating. Mangroves are necessary to protect the species diversity of the area.




Bladimir being a really good sport and allowing the kids to bury him in the sand. 


From Punta Plata we returned to Santiago and the Hotel Platino. We had a different room this time- under street level actually, so there wasn’t as much noise as our prior stay there. For dinner that night we went to a plaza that had at least a dozen food trucks and everyone was allowed to go to whichever one they chose.
Then it was on to Bon for celebratory ice cream before our final group goodbye at the Hotel. As the trip ended I found myself grateful for several things: for getting to experience a new country in an authentic way, as opposed to the typical tourist manner. I am grateful for the people I traveled with- Connie Short, my former colleague who loves collecting new experiences, and one inquisitive, adventurous student, Layla, who’s pure joy at doing so many new things gave me a new perspective. I’m grateful for the connections I made and the people I met, including a pair of adorable middle school girls, Abbie and Aanya. And I am especially grateful for our guide and driver who kept us safe and who listened to our concerns. And I am grateful that I was able to put my fledgling Spanish skills to the test in an authentic environment. Until the next adventure, Adiós!

Sunday, June 18, 2023

Un Dia Muy Divertida!

Sunday, June 11th, was our last full day of activities on the island, but it was a day full of fun, adventure, and trying new things. We first went to Academia de la Costa, where we saw a jujitsu demonstration, and then partnered up to learn a few escape moves. The number one rule in jujitsu is survive long enough to get away. You only fight if there is no option, and you only fight until you’re in a position to escape. The children get REALLY into the jujitsu lesson, particularly the middle school boys. The lesson really hits home when the instructor informs us at the end of the lesson that the escape positions he’s been teaching us are mainly used for people who are in a potential rape situation.  

                 

After jujitsu we head to Playa Encuentro for a surfing lesson. We’re split into two groups and I’m in the first group so I unfortunately don’t have any pictures of myself. I’m MUCH better at getting both feet on the board on land than I am in the water. LOL. I only attempt five passes at catching a wave before the water stings my contacts to the point that I have to get out of the water. I’m only successful in getting both feet on the board twice, but I never fully stand up into the correct posture. It’s still a blast though, and some of the kids look like they’ve been doing this for years. 

       



We stop for lunch at Confluencia Restaurant in Sosúa. It’s an outdoor restaurant at the confluence of two rivers, and it is a welcome respite from an already busy day. We were supposed to go to Puerto Plata for our next activity, a cable car ride that I was really looking forward to. Unfortunately, just as we arrived in town, Bladimir received a call from the cable car company telling him that the cable car is having difficulties and is being shut down for the day. We end up doing a very American thing and going shopping at what was essentially a "big box" store. It has a little bit of everything from groceries to clothing and some of the kids wanted to get snacks. I buy a tote bag, a tank top (because I got so sweaty and stinky during jujitsu that I refuse to put my shirt back on), and a swimsuit that turns out to be too small. Dominican sizes are NOT the same as US sizes! We return to the Beachcomber, where I was given the option of switching rooms. I took the opportunity and had a much better night than the previous night. 
The view at Confluencia Restaurant

Saturday, June 17, 2023

Cabarete

Saturday, June 10th, we checked out of the Platino Hotel and left Santiago for a day that mixed adventure and culture. Our first activity was zip lining at Monkey Jungle. Monkey Jungle is a non- profit, run by an expat from North Carolina that uses its proceeds to provide free medical and dental services to the people of the area. The zip line course included seven zip lines of various speeds and lengths. It was a blast! Some of our group had a fear of heights but were willing to try it in a tandem fashion with one of our guides. This included Mrs. Gloria, who became everyone’s honorary G-Ma during the seven day adventure. Because our group was so large it took us a little longer than the allotted 90 minutes.



                                   




 We left  Monkey Jungle and headed to Cabarete, a beach town that is well liked by tourists to the island who want a more authentic DR experience and to avoid the real touristy areas like Punta Cana. Our first stop in Cabarete is lunch at Mojitos, a restaurant right on the beach. Upstairs from Mojitos is Ojo Club, and this is where we have our dance lesson. We learn the basic steps for bachata and merengue, the national dances. Of course, this makes my Zumba heart sing! We partner up and dance with varying levels of grace. Our dance instructors were a mother and son team. Some of our female students were VERY taken by the male dance instructor. LOL! 


Kiteboarders in Cabarete


 


 



Following the dance lesson we went to a different part of town for our Carnival experience. The Carnival costumes were very vibrant and colorful. We had learned on the day of our street art tour that a Carnival costume can cost $150 US dollars, so they are very expensive. Today we also learn that they are only used once and then they are considered “dead” and not to be used for Carnival again. The costumes that the students are dressing up in today were from the most recent Carnival. There are a variety of themes: there’s a pirate, a kite boarder, a dragon, a couple that look like kabuki masks, and other things. The masks are made of paper, and glued together with a cassava paste because otherwise they would be too heavy for the revelers to support on their head. The students who volunteer are lead through a series of dances and then they dress up and lead a mini- parade.