Wednesday

Here I am again!

Today I did something I didn't like... I packed :( Tomorrow morning I'm leaving Molo. The car is not working so we'll have to go by matatu and I'm carriyng two bags... Samuel and Lucy are coming with me though, we have to stop in Nakuru first and then off to Nairobi. Liz is in Molo too and tomorrow she's coming with us so we can stay at her place in Nairobi.

So today I didn't do much. I packed in the morning, I organised few things I wanted to leave here. Then Mary (Lucy's mum), Elizabeth (Lucy's aunt) and Liz (Lucy's sister) came home because we all were having lunch together. I forgot to say that also David (Sam and Lucy's son) and Brian (Susan's son) are here too because they have holidays at school so, counting Robert and Jemima we were 10 at home today.

We all had lunch together because today it was my last day... Then they surprised me with a cake they baked for me and it was delcious!

At night Robert slaughtered my chicken... I was supposed to watch it but... I can jump off a bridge (bungy jumping) and off an airplane (sky diving) but I'm not brave enough to watch someone slaughtering a chicken...

At night we ate it for dinner with delicious chapati that Ann cooked.

I told Lucy that tomorrow on the way to the matatu stage I want to stop and buy the tea I wanted to carry with me but she said that they wanted to buy it for me. That they tried to think about what they could give me as a present to say thank you for everything I've done but they didn't know and they don't have a lot of money right now. I told her that I don't want them to spend their money on me and she insisted that they wanted to buy it for me.

Lucy also says that Jemima is going to really notice that I'm not around anymore and she is sad for her because, actually, lately Jemima has been coming with me a lot, she wants me to hold her, she wants me to feed her and... after three months finally she is able to say my name (well... more or less...). I'll miss her too...

And that's all. I don't know if I'll be able to write again, maybe on Friday from Nairobi but I'm not sure because I want to meet another volunteer that is coming to Molo to spend one month.

As I said yesterday I'll try to upload pictures when I'm in Barcelona and, if I can't update the blog in Nairobi, I'll write another post from home explaining my lasts days in Kenya.

I can't believe this is coming to an end. I remember the day I arrived in Nairobi and how I struggled at the beginning. So many things have happened during these three months here. I can say that my three months here have been one of the most special, intens and amazing three months of my life.

But I'm starting a new adventure now, I'm going back to Spain after 6 years away... and I know it won't be easy. I'm sad because I'm leaving Kenya but I'm also excited of starting a new life and carry on with all the projects I have in mind.

The kids at the centre have fulfilled me with the energy I was lacking of during my lasts days in Ireland. I know that that energy will help me to start my new life in Spain but I know I will continue working with Chazon from the distance. I'm happy I came here. I'm happy I found Chazon. This is a real and genuine place to volunteer in. There are no NGO's or organitations behind, just Samuel and Lucy, two wonderful people I never thought I could come across. But they exist, they are not rich in money but they are rich in kindness. They love those kids and, I can guarantee, the kids love them... and how not to?!

From here I want to thank Samuel and Lucy for the amazing work they are doing and for letting me be part of it and part of their family.

Asante sana!

Tuesday

Today it's been a very interesting day.

We decided that we were going to go to the streets to look for street kids and to try to take some of them to the centre.

We went near the matatu stage were I usually meet the kids. We saw big boys sniffing glue and one kid. Samuel started talking with the big boys but Lucy talked to the kid. Samuel told the big boys that we were willing to take the kids to the school so if they had little brothers they should let them know so they could come to Chazon and they won't have the same life they are having. One of the big boys went to look for the kids that usually are around and after few minutes some of them came over.

Lucy talked to them and we realised that some wanted to go to school. There were four of them: Brian and his brother Geoffrey, Thomas and David Chege.

Brian took us to his house, there we met their mother. The house was extremely small. The mother told us that they had no job and that they couldn't take the kids to school because they have to pay 700 ksh to register them and then they have to buy the uniform, the notebooks, pencils, etc and they don't have the money. They are also not able to feed them so that's the reason the kids went to the streets and they slept there... Sam and Lucy told her that if they really wanted to go to school she should take them on Monday to Chazon to start, that they don't have to pay anything, the uniform, notebooks, pencils, etc are free of charge and they provide them with one meal and porridge in the morning. The only thing that they were asking for is that the kids are always clean and that she makes sure that they don't go to the streets and they don't sniff glue. She agreed.

Then Thomas took us to his house. He lives with his grandmother, there is no father and the mother left him. He told Lucy that he really wanted to go to school. When we got to his house the grandmother was not around so we took to the neighbour and she agreed that she will tell the grandmother to take Thomas to Chazon on Monday. I really liked Thomas, I noticed that he really wanted to go to school. His clothes were all ragged and dirty and he had no shoes. He had no english but he kept smiling at me and walking near me. His house was another small room. The grandmother also looks after another grandson because the father died...

We left them there and we were just left with David Chege. We talked to him and he really wanted to go to school but he said that his mother stays in Turi, another village near Molo, the father dies and he has 7 siblings. As we don't have the orphanage yet it's very difficult to take kids that have no guardians in Molo because even if he comes to Chazon then he has no place to stay at night. He told us that he was sleeping in the streets in Molo because Molo is a bigger town and the probability of getting food is bigger than in Turi.

Lucy had to go as she had a meeting with some women and as David was with us for the whole day we decided to go to a restaurant and buy chiken and chips for him. While he was eating Samuel told me that we could try something... He told David to go to Turi and to come back on Sunday with his mother so they can meet and talk. If he is willing to go to school and the mother agrees we could look for a guardian for him in Molo. He agreed.

Unfortunately I won't be here on Sunday or on Monday to see those kids going to Chazon but I'm happy we got to take four street kids off the streets. Well... we still have to wait until Monday to see if they are really interested but I hope they will be.

Tomorrow is my last day in Molo as I'm leaving on Thursday to Nairobi, I'll spend Friday there and on Saturday I'll leave.

I'll try to write again but I don't know if I'll have the time before leaving. Otherwise, I promise I'll upload pictures from Barcelona. I'd love you to see the kids I visited and the kids of the streets.

I'm not saying goodbye yet because I hope I'll find the time to write another post again.

So... tuonane baadaye!

Monday

Today it's Tuesday, but I want to explain but I did yesterday. I'll explain in another post what I've been doing today.

Yesterday Samuel, Lucy and I woke up early because we went to Nakuru.

On the way to the matatu stage we met again the street kids, when they saw me they run towards me very happy and asked me to buy bread for them. I realised that some of them were sniffing glue so I told them I was not buying bread for them because they know I don't like they sniff glue so they throw it away. I bought them bread... but I'm sure that after the bread they most likely went to get more glue...

We went to visit Melon in Nakuru, the other orphanage. Then we met Alfie and we went to see Chelsea to New Life, the orphanage were she is volunteering. New Life was opened by two danish and the facilities they have there are amazing. Chelsea showed us around and we got some ideas for our future orphanage... There was a women crisis centre too and Lucy loved it!

Then sam and Lucy had to go to do some personal stuff and I had lunch with Alfie and Chelsea. Then we wanted to go to the slums in Nakuru but it started raining and we couldn't.

We went to Chelsea's place and after cahtting I had to say goodbye. It was hard again. Chelsea and Alfie have been my only mzungu friends and the ones that could really understand me here. I'm very happy I met them and they came to Molo. Chelsea is leaving on Saturday too but Alfie still has some weeks left and he probably will spend one in Molo :)

When I got to Molo I was walking home and I saw two kids runing towards me. They were Philip and Vivian! They came and hug me and hold my hand. I was so happy to see them! I walked with them and with their mother few meters but then I had to take a different route and the kids didn't release my hands... They are so cute!

Sunday

I'm going to try not to write another long post, specially because I wrote one yesterday and I don't have that many thing to explain.

Today I went to church.

I wanted to go to Samuel and Lucy's church to say goodbye. Even though they are the Pastors of a Pentecostal church, they have been very respectful with me and very understanding when I told them that I'm not a religious person therefore I don't go to church.

Every Sunday they left me at home or in town, they headed to church and I headed to other places. But today I wanted to go because I know almost all the people of their church and I thought it was good to go to say goodbye.

But before I went to Joseph's church. His family belong to an African religion and I though it would be interesting to go and see what they do. And it actually was! Africans a veeeery religious and some of them don't understand that I'm not but they were very understanding too when I told them I wanted to be there as a cultural experience.

Their church is a very small room with no pictures or anything hanging on the walls. They don't have chairs, they sit on the floor, men on one side and women on the other side. They sing and dance very energetically clapping their hands and using drums. I said few words to all of them and then I went to Sam and Lucy's church. When they finished I was invited to say few words so I walked to the altar and I started talking. It was not easy. I had to say goodbye and I started crying a little bit again... Samuel finished the service with a beautiful speech. He said that it's not easy to say goodbye to someone you love and that for them I have become their first daughter.

Then we all walked to town and I carried Jemima the african way, hanging on my back.

We went to visit a woman that had a baby a week ago. We brought her a pacifier and a feeding bottle that I brought from Spain. They gave us a lot of food again... Poatoes with cabbages and chapati... I'm putting on so much weight just in this last week... On the way back home we met Erick that was going home. I was so happy to see him :)

Visiting my kids

As I said on my previous post... time really goes fast. Just 6 days to go now.

I've been very busy again... My schedule for this week is very tight.

On Thursday I went to visit Nancy. Nancy is in class 1, she's 7 years old but she looks like she is 4. She lives with her aunt as her mother died when she was 3 and they were abandoned by the father. She was not properly fed for some years so that's the reason she looks that young. The aunt has two other kids and, again, there is no father around... They live in a very small house made of wood with no electricity. The aunt had another sister that also passed away leaving John Njoroge, one of the pupils in class 7, orphan. John and Nancy are cousins and both orphans of different parents. John lives with his grandmother and he helps her in the small shop she has when he's not at school and that's where we found him on the way to Nancy's house.

Nancy is a sweet girl. She likes playing with me and she similes and laugh all the time but the situation for them is very difficult as the aunt has no job and she has other two kids... But even though they have nothing they always cook something for me. The day before, on Wednesday, I went to visit Damaris. She is one of the cooks at the centre and she kept telling me to go and visit her house and finally I went with Lucy. She has 4 kids, they live in a very small house with again no electricity and the husband has no job. Damaris is happy because she works at the centre but Samuel and Lucy can't offer her a big salary so she and her family try ti survive with the little she gets form the centre. Well, so we arrived to her house and she was cooking lunch for us. She gave me a big plate of lentils and another plate with chicken. I know they don't usually eat chicken but they got one because I was coming to visit them and, again, I can't refuse the meal even though maybe there is no chicken for the rest of the family.

At Nancy's place her aunt cooked a big plate of rice and potatoes.

The following day, Friday, I had to say goodbye to Erick, my kid. They are five: Peter the father, Lucy the mother, Loise the daughter, Manasseh the son and now Eric who they took from the streets. We went to visit them to their house. They live in a very small and dark house with no electricity. When their house was burned during the clashes they were given a tent to live in but luckily they found this small house where they live now. They had no jobs, two kids and they decided to look after Erick. People told them that they were crazy, that they should leave Erick in the streets... but they didn't. Now the mother bakes some cakes at home and the father tries to sell them to the shops to get some money but it's not easy...

I talked a lot with the father and I played with the kids and, obviously, we were offered loads of food again: cakes, chapati, potatoes and cabbages...

Then I had to say bye to them. Erick doesn't really speak English so I think he doesn't really understand what was going on. I said goodbye to him but I think he thought he was going to see me again soon... maybe it's better this way.

Then we went to see Sylvia. She is another mzungu and she has a nice house in Molo. She's friends with Lucy and Samuel and she's supporting a lot of people. She was very welcoming and I promised I will visit her again when I'll come back.

Today I went with Samuel and Lucy to Moses' and Mary's house. I talked about them in a previous post. They were abandoned by their mother for a week. When we got there the mother was not at home and Moses was in the forest looking for wood. So we found Mary with her sister Faith who is 9 years old and the brother Kelvin who is 5 and still doesn't go to school. They were at home alone and they didn't know if the mother was going to be back soon. We asked Faith who looked after them when the mother was gone and she said that Moses was the one looking after them, the problem is that when Moses, Faith and Mary were in school, kelvin was left alone for the whole day...

We asked them if they had anything to eat that morning and they said no. We asked if they had any food to eat and they said no so I went to the shop and I bought some bread. They eat it in 2 seconds, they were starving. We left and we didn't meet Moses because he was not back from the forest yet but we met the mother on the way back, we asked her about the older daughter that was not around. She told us she is in a boarding school in Meru because some relative is sponsoring her. Samuel asked her for the phone number of that relative to check that out...

Then on the way to town we stopped at David Maina's. This is another tough story. David, his brother Peter who is in class 5 and John Gichuki who was in class 7 (he went back to the streets) live with their grandmother. Their parents died because of AIDS. Then another son of the grandmother died too leaving three kids that the same grandmother is looking after too and, if that's not enough, another son had two kids, Nicholas and Jane both in class 1, but he went into drugs and left them with the grandmother. So, this grandmother looks after 8 kids all by herself. I met her today, I liked her so much. She is a hard worker. We couldn't comunicate because she doesn't speak english but I enjoyed looking at her talking and laughing with Samuel and Lucy. Guess what? Yes, they cooked loads of rice and potatoes for us.

When you see the kids at the centre you see them all with the same uniform and you don't really realise about their tough lives. You just hear the stories that Lucy tells you but when you visit them in their houses... That's tough. It's so frustrating to see the way the live and you can't help them all! It's so unfair ! They are just kids!

After visiting all those kids I really see the need of having that hotel and my mind just thinks for the whole day in how fundraising money to buy it.

Oh, by the way, there is this website www.idealistas.org about volunteering and there was a contest where volunteers could send their experiences as a volunteer. Ok, I sent mine, I talked about Chazon, about Samuel and Lucy, about Molo, about the kids and... yes! I won! I got an email today saying that they were choosing a winner for every country and my experience is going to represent Spain. They will publish it on their website. I understood that I was getting a prize too, money or material for the centre but I'm not sure though, I'll see what they tell me. It will be good for the centre!

I'm also getting loads of emails of people interested in coming to Chazon. I wrote about my experience in two websites and now people are very interested and they send emails inquiring. That's the way I have got two volunteers from Barcelona, they are coming in July :)

Farewell Chazon :'(

Today it's been a sad day.

Today I had to say goodbye to the kids at the centre because they have finished their tuition and they are not going back to school until the 4th of May (I won't be here).

So I went class by class saying goodbye. I started with class 7 and I finished with class 1. I did well with class 7 but when I got to class 6 and I saw this boy, David Maina crying... I could feel my eyes filling up with tears. David Maina is a very bright boy, he's always the number one at class and he's such a nice kid. His parents died because of AIDS and his aunt after the clashes so he lives with his siblings and orphan cousins with their grandmother. Four of them are at the centre, they were actually five before but one of the went back to the streets... When Pili arrived to Molo she brought clothes to donate and we gave them some of them as they are really in need.

So, I saw him crying and my heart broke. Then I went to class 5, class 4... and when I got to class 3 I was already crying. Lucy didn't want to come with me class by class because she said she didn't want to see the sad faces of the kids, and Samuel was busy working on the new latrines with Alfie. Some of the kids were asking me: "So you go back to Spain but after a week you come back?", "You go home because you miss your mum?", "So you are leaving us?" Some of them were looking down with sad faces. I've been the first one staying for so long with them but I know that other volunteers will come soon and they will show them new games and the kids will enjoy them.

I spent last weekend in Nakuru with Susan, it was a good one. And then on Sunday I went back to Molo with Chelsea and Alfie. They spent two days with us and at the beginning I didn't know if they were going to like it here because they are more used to Nakuru, a bigger town where there are more mzungus but in fact... they loved it here. They were amazed with what Lucy and Samuel are doing. Chelsea is leaving the 1st of May too but Alfie said that he will come to spend a week here for sure, now he's going somewhere near mount Kenya but he has to spend his last two weeks in Nakuru and he wants to come here.

After saying goodbye to the kids we went to visit Philip and Vivian to their house, they are in nursery so they haven't been coming for tuition. I don't know if I told you about them... They are 3 or 4 years old and they were found abandoned in a cave. The man that found them decided to look after them even though they are extremely poor but now they both, the husband and the wife, have AIDS so no one is hiring them and they are quite weak. We went to their house. A house made of mud and no electricity and they offered us tea. I was happy to see Vivian and Philip, they are so cute! They gave me a big chicken as a present (a chicken alive) which I couldn't hold because I fear animals but Chelsea did it on my behalf. Samuel told me that among the luhyas (the tribe they belong to) giving a chicken as a present is a very precious gift, it's an honor so I really felt honored and touched. I would have loved them to keep the chicken so they have food but Lucy told me that I couldn't reject it and I understood. I really wish I can find someone to sponsor Vivian and Philip. And I also wish Sam and Lucy can buy that hotel so they have a house where the kids can stay because Vivian and Philip are very young kids and the parents are very sick so no one knows what is going to happen with them when the parents are gone...

Philip usually is very serious, Vivian is the one that talks and talks, but when we were leaving the house he hug me first and then he hold my hand and he walked out with me until we got in the matatu and then he ran behind the matatu saying goodbye while we were leaving...

Then we went to the matatu stage as Chelsea and Alfie were going back to Nakuru but we have decided that I'll go back to Nakuru one day next week so we can say goodbye. I cried again...

When I was coming back from the matatu stage with Lucy, I met this street kid. Every time that I walk near that area he comes to me and says that he's hungry. I bought him bread sometimes and I tried to find out about him but he doesn't speak English so today we found him again I bought bread and milk for him and Lucy talked to him. He told her that he's 12 and he left school in class 2 and he spends the day in the streets begging for food. He has some relatives but they don't look after him. Lucy asked him if he wanted to go to school and he said yes so he told him to go to Chazon in May so they can talk if he's really interested.

From tomorrow, I have just 9 days left here and I plan to visit Erick's, Moses's, etc... I'm going to have a busy 9 days left so time is going to fly... I know... even though... let's see if that volcano let me go back the day I have to go back.

Visiting my mzungu friends

Hiya!

My time here is coming to an end... And I'm so sad... I just have 15 days left here and the kids, my family here and I are starting to realize that I'm leaving soon and we don't want to talk about it.

Lucy says I'm so part of the family and I feel so comfortable here that I don't really feel like going back. I was even thinking of extending my time here but then my time to go will arrive at some stage and I'll find it difficult again and I will like to stay so I have decided that I'm leaving the 1st of May as it was planned.

I went yesterday to Nakuru to meet Chelsea and Alfie, my two mzungu friends. Chelsea is from California and she is volunteering in an orphanage in Nakuru and Alfie is form UK and he's volunteering in different orphanages as he is in a building program. We met at the safari and we decided to have a "safari reunion" yesterday so the three of us took the day off and we had lunch together.

It's good to meet other volunteers here so you can talk to someone about your experience, your fustrations, your achievements to someone that is doing the same you are doing and can understand you. Like me, Chelsea and Alfie came here alone and they struggled a lot at the beginning. Alfie is actually still struggling and I told him that I took between three weeks and a month to adapt here, that I was also not sure if I was going to make it here the three months by myself but I had to give me time and by now I'm so adapted that I don't want to leave. He is also quite disappointed with his program, he came with i-to-i and he's not happy at all so I have invited them to come for two days to Molo and they are coming on Sunday until Tuesday.
I'm going this Friday to Nakuru to spend the weekend at Susan's again, I'm looking forward to it cause last time I had such a good time!

Today I cooked Samosas. Ann has tought me and I have to say that they turned up quite well... they were so tasty! :) Ann is a very good cook and very good teacher. I don't know if I have told you about Ann before. She looks after Jemima when Sam and Lucy are at the centre. She used to work with them at the restaurant as a cook but when they decided to close it down they offered her to look after Jemima at home. She's such a nice woman. She does the laundry too and if she finds any coin in your pocket she leaves it your my bed so you can find it when I'm back from the centre. She never asked me for anything. Every morning when I wake up she is already at home and she always wishes me a good day with a big smile on her face when I leave to the centre.

Ann had such a difficult life. She is a single mother as the husband abandoned her. She has two kids at the centre, Sami in class 7 and Brian in nursery. Well, actually Brian is not her son, he's her grandson... Ann's daughter got pregnant when she was 14... Ann was the one looking after the baby. Then the daughter got a job as a housekeeper in Nairobi but the man of the family she worked for rapped her and she got pregnant again and... fired. Ann struggles a lot with money and everything she gets she spends it in Sami and Brian.

Ann has also a problem with her eyes, one of her eyes is completaly blind and the other one is weak... I took her to the doctor too, she got some drops and new glasses. We went to have food after visiting the doctor and I bought chiken with fries for her. She ate the fries and she asked the waiter to put the chiken in a bag to take it home with her telling me that she was full just with the fries and that she will eat the chicken for dinner at home. I looked at her, I smiled and I said "that's ok" knowing that she was bringing the chicken to Brian because she can't afford to buy chicken for him.

Oh, I didn't want this post to be a long one but when I start writing I can't stop...

Ok, that's all for today. Oh! I got two volunteers for July! I'm so happy! They are from Barcelona so I'll meet them when I'm back and they will stay for one month :)

Home sweet home!

Hi everyone!

Here I am, back in Molo after my holidays in Masai Mara, Lake Nakuru and Mombasa.

It was good to visit all those places but I'm very happy to be back in Molo. I told you I was going to spend two weeks in another orphanage in Nakuru, well... at the end I'm not going as the director of that orphanage is in hospital and it's not a good moment to receive volunteers... Although I'll go to visit the orphanage for a couple of days.

It's quite sad I can't go to the other orphanage but, to be honest, I'm very happy to be here again and to see my kids. I missed them so much! And I'm also happy because they told me that the only ones that were going to go to tuition after the school closes were class 4, 5, 6 and 7 but at the end they decided to have class 1, 2 and 3 too so I'm actually seeing nearly all of the kids (except the ones in nursery).

I came back to Molo the 4th, after Pili left. On the 6th I took the three kids again to the doctor. Erick doesn't need glasses, he was given some drops to clear the conjunctivitis. Babu has to wear glasses and Joseph has to continue his treatment for three months. The doctor said that Joseph's eyes are improving and he actually got to read more letters on that board.

Pili brought some eye drops with her from Spain and I showed them to the doctor, Joseph can use one of them and Erick another one. Then for Babu, Pili brought some glasses so we could use the frame and at the end we just had to pay for the glass (we saved loads of money!)

When we got to Molo I walked home with Joseph and Erick and suddenly some street children came over to ask me for money (usually they spend that money to buy glue to sniff...), so obviously I didn't give them any money I prefer to give them bread or something to eat. Well, when the kids approached me, Erick run away and hide, he was so scared. When he was a street kid he got beaten by the other street kids many times. I went after him and he hold my hand and I told him not to worry anymore... I really felt it for him.

On Wednesday I arrived to the centre and when the kids saw me they starting calling my name out and they run towards me to hug me! They were very happy to see me and I was very happy to see them too! Tuition starts at 9am and finishes at 12:30pm and then we all walk home together... It's quite a long way, 3 km to town and one from town to home but I like walking with the kids around. Erick walks with me holding my hand during the 2 km.

And more good news! On Wednesday I decided to write about my experience here in two different websites. One is a forum for travellers and another one is a website were you can search for jobs or volunteering oportunities. Well... I have recieved 15 emails from different people telling me that they have read my post and checked the website and they love it and they would like to come to volunteer here! Samuel, Lucy and I are very happy! I feel so good knowing that poeple feel encoureged to come to Molo after reading my posts and after checking the website.

Tomorrow is Saturday and I'm cooking chapati with Lucy again, she says I'm becoming a real african woman. Booking a flight from Mombasa to Nairobi they charged me as a resident :) I like the feeling of knowing that I've already made this place and this country mine. I travel around as I am another kenyan. I go shopping in Molo and the people in the shops know me and greet me by my name.

Lucy says that she would love me to be here when the other volunteers come so I can show them around, I would also love it too but I think this is not going to be possible... I have to go back :(

Well, I'm already thinking about my last days here and I still have three weeks to go... I better enjoy them instead of feeling sad because this is coming to an end.

Oh, by the way, did you check this out? http://www.chazonafrica.org/onTheSTREET.html The stories and the photos are mine! (well, Daniel corrected the mistakes I had when I was writing the stories). He still has to upload some stories and pictures though. It was a tough day the one I was interviewing the kids and the guardians... At the end of the day, after listening to their stories I couldn't help but cry...

I was checking now the picture of Moses and Mary... The other day I was at the centre and at lunch time sometimes I give my plate to one of the kids that just have that meal a day and I gave it to Mary. Lucy looked at her and she asked her why her hair looked so bad and she told her that her mum left the house 3 days ago and they didn't know where she was. Lucy called Moses to ask him if that was true and he nodded looking down because of embarrassement. Lucy asked him if they had food at home and he said that they didn't eat breakfast nor dinner since Sunday... and that their little brother was left at home alone... We bought food for them after school and Lucy told us that the neighbours were going to look after them meanwhile... Some Sundays Moses shows up at Samuels and Lucy's. He doesn't say anything but when Samuel and Lucy see him they know that he's there because he didn't have anything to eat since Friday... Samuel always tell him not to go to the streets begging for food, that he has to go to their house if he's hungry but sometimes you can find him walking alone in the streets looking for food.

It's so sad. When we see these cases we wish we could have that hotel to turn it into an orphanage so the kids can stay there safely.

Moses is the first student in his class, he's so bright! I whish thing will go better for him and his family because he could be someone when he grows up.

One month left...

Jambo again!

Here we are in Ukunda, the town in Diani beach. It's so hot here. I just sweat and sweat and sweat...

Finally I rang Olivier yesterday to tell him that I was around and I was going to Diani and he invited us to his house. He is renting a house inside his friend's, Pepo, resort. We accept the invitation and the next morning the same taxi driver takes us there. The resort is just in front of the beach and it has a swimming pool... :) The house is very nice and I think I'm living in "Out of Africa" (Memorias de Africa) movie.

I like it here but it's so diffrenet from the reality I have been living in Molo. Diani is full of mzungus spending their holidays in the beach. Pepo has lived here for 25 years, he's from Barcelona and when he tells me about his life while we sit on one of the hamacs of the hotels looking at the turquoise Idian Ocean I think I'm in one of the Mikimoto's episodes of Afers Exteriors or of Espanoles por el Mundo. I'm happy because I got to see how the mzungus live in Kenya and it's so different of the african life.

Olivier is very nice to us. We are leaving Mombasa tomorrow though, we are going to Nairobi as Pili leaves on the 4th and then I'll go back to Molo, I'll take Joseph to the doctor again and then I'll spend two weeks in Nakuru.

Today is the 1st of April. I have one month left as I'll be back in Barcelona the 1st of May. I don't want to think about it... I don't want to go back... It's been very difficult at the beginning to adapt as the culture is very different but now I'm so used to everything and I like it so much! Life here is so different and, even though is not easy sometimes being a mzungu because the kenyans think you are rich and some of them keep bothering you asking for money or telling you to buy stuff from their shops... I love it here!

Oh, by the way, I didn't tell you that Pili was about to sell me for few cows to a Masai! She says the Masai like me, we don't know why, I think it's because I'm tall. But don't worry, I'm not going to become the second white Masai.

Well, time to go to the beach now... I'm literally melting here...

Sawa!