So 2 days ago, Hannah and I were walking on your way back to school. It was the second work shift of the day and we had just finished a nice, tasty lunch and nap. Seeing as we are in the desert, it is quite warm...think Nashville 2 weeks ago, minus humidity, plus the strength of the sun at the equator. As we were walking, a Massai man walks past us, sees our faces and the distance between us and the rest of the group, laughs and asks in perfect English: "How's the climate in Kenya?" Unable to fully comprehend what had just happened, we looked at each other, trying not to laugh and answered: "Great, thank you." As soon as we were alone, we died laughing. Obviously we looked like we were about to keel over and die. Don't worry mom and dad, we are still having a great time despite the "climate," and we are very sad to be leaving Shompole Wednesday.
Hugs and kisses to all,
Alyssa and Hannah (the struggling Massai wannabes)
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