The Gift of Pain
There is always that one thing that helps you know you are back in Kenya. Last time it was seeing a family of baboons in the front yard. This time was a little different.
I have a 1992 Toyota that needed some work, and I took it to the dealership in Nairobi. There is a supermarket next door, and so JT and I wandered over to kill some time. There was a bakery, so we decided to get some breakfast. Behind...