Pamela
Thursday, November 29th, 2007Last year I had met a woman in Nairobi during my first visit and we went to dinner and hung out each time I traveled through that city with a major hub of an airport. I told her I would come back to Nairobi although at the time I did not know if I would return to Africa anytime soon. When I decided to go to Madagascar, I decided it would be the right time to plan an extended visit to Kenya which I had only visited for Nairobi and Masai Mara NP last year. I also decided that I would invite Pamela and two friends from Tanzania and use a guide that I had met last year. I thought I was being real cute mixing a bunch of people from different tribes so that I could kick back and watch. I also thought it would be amazing to watch Africans see more of Africa than their normal lives allow. Understand that the average African rarely leaves their local area and few get to enjoy a vacation or seeing the wildlife for which Westerners flock to their continent. Our guide is Masai, Pamela is Meru, Albert and his daughter, Ayanna, is one of the 135 tribes in Tanzania the name of which now escapes me. Also, we had one Meru driver, another driver who is Kikuyu and we met people from a number of the aproximately 47 tribes in Kenya. What I did not understand about my socialogical experiment is that I would fall in love with my friend, Pam.