flying is not really all that fun. especially when the plane is being thrown around by turbulance which has resulted from the numerous hurricanes and tropical storms taking place on eastern seaboard. i freaked out at one point. wasn’t sure if it was just emotional overreaction because i was tired or what. to calm myself down i started to say the lord’s prayer, but only got halfway because i forgot the majority of it.

its nice to back in kenya. went for nyama choma first thing off the plane and got a good fill of fried beef and ugali. i have missed the ugali. got back to my old place of residence to find the small dog i had left behind had become a very large one. but seemingly calmer than the hyperactive beast he was before. could be in part due to the fact that he just had his testicles removed.

the house has no water at the moment. the pump which pumps water from the holding tank outside into other holding tanks in the attic is not working. and it is still a bit chilly in these parts, so my "bath" this morning consisted a some quick splashes in needed areas and rinsing off my face.

anyways… im here. im tired. and i feel happy.

all night i kept having a dream that i was missing a flight to boston to see a dentest. and some other strange bits as well.

flight leaves in 5 hours. am running a little behind in the things to do before leaving phase.

for some reason i just can’t sleep at night. habit maybe. its been long since i have been to bed before 1 a.m. and lately its been more like 3 or 4. i try to go to sleep earlier, but just toss and turn for a couple of hours.

think it is lack of activity. although i have been doing a few things here and there and riding my bike around a bit. so am not just being completely lethargic.

i also notice that right at the time i decide to sleep, my mind starts racing uncontrollably, thinking about a million and one different things… i try to make it go blank, but it won’t. that generally happens somewhere around the a.m. or in some cases p.m. when i wake up and stays that way until i decide to go back to bed and then the motor decides to start kicking in. then i am up until early morning trying to pass out. almost saw the sunrise the other day.

i miss the buka…

me and the prez kicking back at my pops shop talking about books. Its amazing how the light covers his face so much better than mine.

grrr…. stupid coding… too much information to take in…

The guy sitting in the middle with dark hair is my friend Andries. He works for the U.N. as a security officer currently stationed in Darfur, Sudan . He also worked in Lokichoggio, Kenya for a few years as a security officer for humanitarian operations in Southern Sudan. He was one of the guys making sure myself and all the other folks working with Operation Lifeline Sudan didn’t get shot when we went to the field.

The helicopter is his work vehicle. The boys with guns are Sudanase rebels(?). click on the photo to enlarge.

there was a man running down the road, down the center of the road, a very busy road. He was just jogging, getting some excersise at two in the afternoon. not quite the hottest point of the day, but not the coolest either. why was he running down the middle of the road though, instead of on the side. adrenaline rush maybe? helps the jog? instead of running on one side against oncoming traffic and putting himself out of danger from being run over from behind, he goes in the middle so that he has to contend with both sides at once, a chance for being hit from the front and from the back. guess he figures in the middle everyone will see him. or he doesn’t like running on the side slope, throughs off the rhythm of his legs and the momentum. or maybe he just likes pissing off the fat people in the cars passing him. so they will notice, and take caution and maybe, just maybe, consider what they could do with their bodies instead of planting on a seat and watching it start to flow downward like water looking for something to hold it in shape.