Day 41

June 14

I've been staying in the moi seinor's club since Arriving in Eldoret.
I've been the one and only guest in this guest house, all alone. When
I say 'alone', I mean alone.

They have no staff members on site after 6pm, so they lock up and
leave. So when I come home at 9, it's pretty quiet. I feel like kevin
mccalister from home alone with slightly worse habbits and less time
to set traps for joe pechie.

So do you think it would be creepy to be staying alone in a large,
dirty, dark house in the middle of Eldoret? It's not, because 'creepy'
doesn't even do it justice. The property is large and a favorite among
stray cats. Waking up to the the blood curtiling screams ( or whatever
the cat version of screaming is ) always gets me a little on edge.

But to be honest, everything puts me a little on edge after kisumu. I
would say that my days are now punctated by moments when I'm not. But
I think that's a good thing. The experience I had took me to the edge
of possibility and woke me up as much as possible without physical
harm. Realness. You remember 'every fifteen minutes' with the
simulated car crash? I was in gods ( totally self indulgent ) version
of that.

But now I can sleep a little easier, as I have some roomates.
Yesterday 4 health care students from Sweden arrived. They're awesome.
They've taken me on as one of their own. As I am a loner here,
basically every group I've met has done something of the sort. I feel
very un-alone. I'm pretty lucky. It's resulted in some very fun
evenings and new, quick friends.

The time I do spend alone is precious. I have really enjoyed the
chance to catch up with myself and realize who I am and who I want to
be. I'm learning a lot about what I have and what I lack. I've never
felt more like my uncle jim. I can talk to anyone, regaurdless of
their native language.

-cheers