Lately I’ve been aching to be in Kenya again. I miss how big the sky seems to be, the chai tea every morning, waking up to the sight of the beautiful Ngong hills, how I lived day by day with no obligations or plans. I could decide to travel Uganda or visit the Kenyan coast and then pick up my bags and go. It is liberating living that way and its even more memorable when you have East Africa as your background. I’m missing the Sakuda family and all of the wonderful friends I made in Ooloshoibor, a tiny maasai village in the far outskirts of Nairobi. And my Maasai name, Nashipae, meaning “happy girl”. The only thing I don’t miss about being in Kenya is not being with the people I love at home and how I, ironically, ached for them just as I am aching for Kenya now that I’ve been back …
For our honeymoon Eric and I plan on returning to Kenya & Uganda. I can’t wait to introduce him to my Maasai family. They’ll give him a Maasai name and probably taking him hunting in the bush. I get to show him the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen and we get to experience it together. We’ll get to enjoy these things together. Our delayed honeymoon wont be until late next year, but until then I have my photography from my first trip to help me remember these people and places…
Paul & Paulina
Paulie looking at a picture of his parent’s wedding
This one made it into National Geographic iPad version
Lake Bunyonyi, Uganda, the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen
A boy showing us around an island in Lake Bunyonyi
Paulie climbing a tree. He was always eager to show me around. We”d walk to a local dam almost every night where the animals all came to drink
An accidental double exposure I love
Elishia, my favorite. We’d take naps together all of the time. I’d read him children’s books in Kiswahili, hardly knowing what I’m saying. Apparently I did a really good job because he’d listen intently. We both had a good cry when it was time for me to leave.
On the way to the island in bunyonyi
On a bike taxi in Jinja, Uganda
beautiful morning light in south west Uganda
On top of the Ngong Hills
A very sweet boy I taught. Always willing to help me build the library.
The 8th grade boys!
Elisha helping Paul make a traditional maasai soup made with acacia bark and blood. You eat it before dinner. It’s supposed to give you an appetite. It definitely took away mine :/
I just love this moment in time
The morning fog over the Ngong hills