And We're Here....

Well we're here. This place is insane. Literally. Well I guess that is an overstatement, but I seriously never expected it to be like this.

I love it though.

We got here on Thursday, really late at night. We followed some nice Kenyan lady to the right terminal for our little Kenya Airways plane to take us to Mombasa. We thought the plane was really late until we realized that my watch was an hour fast...we were exhausted.

But, we got there and it had been raining so it was very nice. It is not so nice anymore. I don't remember what it feels like to be completely dry. We are always hot and sweaty. I haven't worn make up or worried about what I look like the entire time I have been here. There really is no point.

I thought I would be an avid blogger, trying to keep everyone updated but then we realized the value of money over here and how hard it is to find internet. At the office, the internet works very sporadicly.

We've had some fun experiences already. We went to the Nakumat which they call the Walmart of Kenya. I loved that place. We bought food and have made dinner the past 3 nights. We are trying to live as cheap as possible since we will be here for 3 months. I actually feel like more of a cheapskate than I was before. Haha, if that is possible.

On Friday, we were introduced to everyone at the office and got to work brainstorming to get Coast Coconut Farms some sales. We met David, the account/sales/marketing manager (can you believe he has so many responsibilities? Crazy.) We are definitely going to help him out.

I feel like this blog is probably very random, but when you are paying 3 shillings a minute, you have to type whatever comes to your head.

Mom, you'll probably like this. We got icecream on Saturday at this place close to our house and I got this huge cone of Pistachio Icecream (it is delicious and quite cheap). I dropped a piece on my arm and I tried to lick it off and I dropped the whole scoop off of my cone. Of course, I leaned down as quick as possible and picked it up and stuck it back on my cone telling everyone it's okay! it's okay! Don't worry! The workers at the restaurant were dying laughing, insisting that they get me a new one. I really would've eaten it, it sure didn't look dirty.

We have decided to walk to and from work each day (which is about 2 miles each way) and that is quite an adventure in itself. There were a couple of junior high boys behind me laughing for like 5 minutes then one of them finally got the courage to walk next to me and one of them said "Good Afternoon Madam." I've never been a Madam in my life. But I love walking around. Everyone is so excited to say Hello! How are you! Welcome to Mombasa! That is there basic knowledge, it is so funny. There are a group of girls that live in a shanty by us that say that every day as we walk home.

My favorite part about living here is the Muslim prayers we get to hear 5 times a day. There are mosques all around us and the first night I was here, I woke up from 4am - 5 am to them announcing prayer over the loud speaker. Plus, there is this goose (that thinks it is a rooster) that joins in with the prayers. I seriously laid in my bed and laughed.

Last story, and I'll call it good for the night. Church was an ultimate adventure. Relief Society was crazy because we were next to the primary and we listened to them belt out all of the primary songs while the lady teaching taught us about how to best manage a home. I could not hear a word the entire time and Blair and I left with a headache. Sunday School was also interesting. I sat next to this really nice fella, Joseph. He just got back from a mission in South Africa. They got into a huge debate about whether all sins are equal and one guy insisted that you if you murder someone you can never ask for repentance and one guy was quoting some scriptures but I'm not sure it was exactly working for his argument. Sacrament meeting was fantastic though. I loved hearing Brother Coco speak. He talked about how Sister Grace and her friends were bringing all these blessings from Utah to them. We really have some expectations to live up to. I feel so blessed to be here, and they are closing the internet cafe so later.