Flight to Nairobi

Oh, 9 hours on a plane is a long time! The gate to our flight was only announced an hour before the flight, with notice that the gate would close in half an hour. We found that odd until we discovered that there was a 10 minute shuttle to our plane. Consequently, 3 people missed the gate deadline and we all had to sit on the tarmac while all the luggage was searched so theirs could be removed. Our flight was also longer because for some reason France was not allowing anyone over their airspace that day, so the plane had to divert over Germany. They had put Anton and me 5 seats apart, so we were moved to be together. But I had to move within half an hour because someone near us was wearing so much perfume it bothered even Anton. They absolutely refused to upgrade us to another section even though we begged and offered to pay for it, AND it was virtually empty there. So we spent the entire flight apart. But I guess after 3 movies and 2 full meals, your brain is too fuzzed out to notice.

Getting through Kenyan immigration was more painful than getting your teeth pulled. SOOO slow! It took over an hour. Our luggage had gone around the carousel countless times before we got to it. Polykens was right there waiting, and he took us to Diguna to spend the night. Diguna is like a camp compound, it is where I did the 4 months of missionary work in 1985. So much has changed, nothing was really that familiar, although the dining hall was the same, and the toilets! Which are best left undescribed in a blog. Anton and I had a room with 8 bunks to ourselves, but I slept quite poorly because of mosquitos. The second I lay down, one landed on my nose, and that was the end of any possibility of any peaceful sleep. We really must pick up some mosquito nets.
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