14/12/2010
The sweet, slightly chilled air of the highland areas that make up the so called 'Burbs' greet me as I alight the car at home. Kitas - the fond nickname we have coined up for home - also known as Matasia (short for Enoomatasiani) has a gorgeous view of the sky I have come to admit. The silhouette of Ngong Hills over the hills at midnight is nothing short of surreal; this is what I've been missing.
The lowing of the cows and the incessant debate over which chicken gets the early worm makes for a jolting back to life in Kitas; farm politics and details make for early morning breakfast discussions and the likes - You just have to love being home. A solid ugali is on the menu for lunch without a doubt and acquisition of a sim card to join the millions of fleecees (yes derived from fleece and meaning those who are fleeced!) on a Kenyan mobile phone network are the top two scheduled activities for the day. Those and numerous phone calls that have to be made to pay homage to relatives and friends without whom the journey of my life would have taken a different tangent.
But for now, I shall sit back and enjoy the warmth of being home.
How I have missed you so!
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