Our aim was to get to Nakuru in 2 and a half hours. It took 6. We are getting tired of all the driving. But there were still many interesting sites along the way. Like the guy who was filling in potholes in the road and holding his hand out for money. Or the guy on the bike with a phone in his mouth and earphones in his ears, with a sheep strapped into a basket being led off to slaughter. Or the construction along the road, where they put bags of dirt and big rocks on the section you are not supposed to drive on. Some of the shops have the funniest names: Plan B Highway Stop; Good Time Furniture Store; or my personal favourite, Double Vision Bookstore. At the petrol station, there was a lady asking money from from Anton, claiming she was "mentally disabled", even producing a doctor's certificate to prove it.
We stopped for lunch in Nyeri and waited oh so long for our lunch to come. Polykens had ordered chicken so we figured they must have had to slaughter it for him. While we were eating we got Poly's car washed, which was a guy with a bucket. We had to pay for that and for the parking fee to park it there as he washed it.
We drove through the Rift Valley and it was beautiful. Lush and green and fertile. We crossed about a dozen Equator signs, only 3 of which were real. The rest were made to nab tourists. Anton checked his GPS and made sure the one where we got our picture taken was actually on the Equator.
We arrived at 7:00 in Nakuru, and Poly took us to our hotel, Hotel Kunste. We were very disappointed to find that they don't have internet. We'll have to find an internet place in town tomorrow. Then Poly took us to his home where we finally met his wife Agnes. She is lovely, so welcoming and friendly. We liked her immediately. She had had dinner prepared for hours, and we all shared a nice meal together. They have a nice large clean home, well furnished, which is a rental provided for them by the church.
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