"Now you have to answer to me... and my ziptie." *strokes ziptie lovingly*

It wasn't until today that I realized just how completely irrelevant my blog titles are. Sad, isn't it?

What's also pretty sad is the fact that I'm more excited about leaving Kijabe than I was about leaving Canada. It's strange, but I think I'm almost completely adapted to Kenya. It doesn't surprise me at all to see the matatus(majorly overcrowded vans that are kind of like buses). Or the random Kenyan people who know me but I don't know them. Even the diesel fumes are getting close to normal.

Finally, civilization! Tomorrow, I get to Nairobi, where there's normal food, coffee, and I don't have to be an awkward person! YES! I am way, way, way, way, way too excited. Remind me never to spend over a week in a minuscule town where the only things it has going for it are a hospital, a boarding school, a printing studio, and a Bible college, plus a bunch of people who knew me as a little kid. A beach might make it bearable here. But, alas! The nearest beach is about 600km from here. If I had to spend another day here, I literally think I would go crazy.

I think I get to go on youtube this weekend. This also excites me far more than it should.

I wish I had friends here. Then I would be further away from strangling my brother.

I wonder if I could get actual coffee tomorrow? Hmmm... I think there's a Java House a ten minute walk from the guesthouse. I've had coffee twice since I left home(once it was decaf, so that barely even counts), and I really, really want it. 

Please excuse my near insane ramblings. Hopefully my sanity increases by tomorrow.
Love,
A crazy person

"I'm sure a gargolye maker is a widely needed job. I mean, look at the buildings around here. They have nothing to protect them from evil spirits."

I'm kind of not sure how much internet I have left, because the credit is running out. It could fail on me any second now. I don't think typing quickly will do much, but I'll try anyway.

I got half a hot shower this morning. I also had coffee that tasted very strange. One more night in this place, two in Nairobi, then one more here. Then we're off to Nakuru, Thompson Falls and/or Nanyuiki, then Lamu. Or, that's what I've gathered. Lately, my brain doesn't seem to be good at absorbing details.

I got a new profile picture thing. I had that picture of my flip flops from last summer for far too long. I like the new picture(from the shooting of Katie and I's "Love Addict" video) because it shows my blue hair nicely. Oh, blue hair, how I miss you. I think in London I'm going to try to pick up some bright colored dye so I can have awesome hair for when school starts. I think I'm way more likely to find brightly colored dye in one of the world's largest cities than Eastern Canada.

I'm hungry. But, since we were only planing meals for a week, we basically have a week's worth of food. We bought our food last Wednesday, and so at this point my choices are crackers, digestives, rice, plain spaghetti, or a can of tomatoes. And I'm too lazy to make any of that edible.
Peace out.
-J-

I didn't try, I succeeded.

Sorry about not posting lately, but you see, I'm in Kijabe. At this point, I'm almost willing to dub Kijabe the most boring town I have ever spent a week in. It was fine when I was living here(how on earth did I live here two years?), I think it's because this is a very cliquey town, and I currently don't fit anywhere. There aren't any other 'awkward kids trying to pass a week' for me to hang out with. Nothing exciting has happened, really, except that my dad tried to use citric acid to flavor steak... that didn't work out well for us. It tasted like warheads, just without the candy, plus steak. It was one of the most disturbing things I have ever attempted to eat. Other than that for food, I've eaten a lot of bland pasta, noodles, and cookies.

I've hung out at the Gaudaur's house quite a bit, mostly because we were doing our laundry and it took an eternity. I borrowed some books to read while I'm here.

And at this spiffy little motel here, the lights tend to shut off when we turn on the electric kettle. Also, I have to wake up early so I can take a shower before the motel runs out of hot water. Today, I didn't manage to appreciate the hot water during my shower. Taking a shower with goosebumps is never fun...
Love,
The slightly bored Julianne

I've never licked a spark plug, and I've never sniffed a stick bug. And I've never painted daisies on a big red rubber ball.

Well, I made it alive, but just barely. We got to the Heathrow airport at 11:30am and had to wait there until 8:30pm when the plane boarded. It was pretty terrible. Evan was sick (magically got that way as soon as we got to the airport...), Mom was really stressed out and cranky, and the airport was filled with designer stores(like, hardcore ones) and stores selling perfume, liquor and candy. There was a limited amount of things to do for 10 hours. Basically, I ate pizza, attempted to use my computer until the battery died, obsessively rearranged a deck of cards, played with the ipad at the electronics store, looked through HMV, and people watched. Considering that Heathrow is one of the world's biggest international airports, people watching was the most interesting thing. It was kind of awkward when this guy who was also obviously people watching and I ended up staring at each other. There were a few people who looked really familiar, but I couldn't quite place them.

Next was the joyous 9 hour flight. It's terrible how they make you walk past the really nice seats before you go cram yourself in economy where you have to share an arm rest and have minimum leg room. At least on this flight, unlike Iceland Air, they gave us food, had decent movies playing and had amusing gay flight attendants. I watched 'How to Train Your Dragon', which, by the way, is a pretty awesome movie. After that I slept for over half the flight. I woke up with a really bad pain in my foot and leg.

So, the plane landed and we got out. We loaded our luggage into the taxi and drove through rush hour traffic to get to the guesthouse. It only took... about five times longer than it should. I forgot just how strong the diesel fumes are here. When our room was ready, I tried to fall asleep, but I took a shower instead. The shower head is rusty... after that I crawled into clean clothes and immediately fell asleep. I woke up in time for a lunch of creamy soup with lots of green pepper in it. After that I made a video, then went for tea. My parents started talking to a retired couple who help run this guesthouse. For supper we went out to the Medterranio restaurant to meet Elsen, the guy that my dad runs a small webcam business with, and his wife Amy. We were at the restaurant for about two and a half hours, and we had a fun time.

Tomorrow my dad is going to renew his Kenya driver's license, so it'll be a lazy morning. I think I'm going to wander around to find the best wi-fi spot so I can put up my youtube videos.
love,
-J-