FYI, I did have to ride home with the goat meat this weekend. I didn't eat it. I am the worst kind of meat eater, the kind that can't handle knowing where the meat comes from. I wish I could be a vegetarian, but I really do love meat!
So the girls were gone all weekend, it was SO quiet. I don't like it at all! I stayed up at Jenni ad Jason's because lower campus was so quiet! Yesterday Jenni did a lot of cooking, we had Crepes, beef stew, and Chapati. Soooo good!
Today I am in town trying to find a place to volunteer for the next few weeks. I'm thinking of looking into some orphanages. Yesterday I was driving past the "Daraja Rock" and there was a little boy (maybe 2?) standing next to it. He had on a dirty sweater and no pants. Totally naked from the waist down. Though the mental image might be amusing, it was devastating. I couldn't stop thinking about him. The poverty here is just so unlike anything you could even imagine. When the girls left to go home, one of them asked me for 250 shillings, thats about 3 dollars. It would last her until she came back in two and a half weeks.
But I keep on trucking. I know that it feels like it is never enough, but there are 6 boys waiting outside the cafe i am at. They are waiting for me to finish so I can buy them water and bread. I just keep telling myself "be useful". It might never be enough, but i'll keep on trying!
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