So I skipped a day. Yesterday we were on top of the escarpment at Lake Manyara. It was so beautiful up there. You could see over the entire lake.
We went to a town, "Mosquito Creek", I've forgotten the Swahili name. We walked around and had lunch. We tried banana beer, which was interesting. We went by a school and the market, but first we went to a hospital. That was pretty intense for me. I almost cried. I thought alot about my dad there. He wanted to come on the trip, but couldn't and I know how much he would have wanted to see the hospital and help!
We saw maleria sick children. It was so sad to see them suffering, but at least they were in the hospital. I find it crazy to see how easy life is for me. We dont have all the diseases to worry about or lack of food or water. We really don't want for anything. I feel like there is a greater sense of community here than in the U.S. Everyone here seems to understand their neighbor. but they think the same about us too. So says Jackson. I like Jackson so much. We call him "Babu", which is Swahili for grandpa.
Oh, today in Eyasi we all went out onto the lake bed to take pics. There were children there herding goats and fetching water. They came up to me and asked me to take their picture. So I did. And one little boy started flipping for me. It was so cool and so are the pics. These other kids kept touching my hair and my skin. I think they were surprised how fair I am.
I was so surprised, more than I thought I would be, at how little they've seen outside of their simple world they know. It slightly disgusts me how much we have, which is really all excess. I mean we still love it though. I just see how blessed I truly am.
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