Masai Village

Masai Village

Monday, August 18, 2014

That's a fabulous vacation wrap!

  We  left a stack of Sean's clothes at the lodge. Lots of villagers working at the lodge so hopefully they found a good home.
Final group picture in front of our van. Daniel was feeling sick.

Rafael trying to cheer Daniel up. About two hours into our six hour drive back to the city Daniel was crying that his stomach hurt. His mom said he had only thrown up once in his life when he was two. The longer we drove the more intense his crying. I had some pepto in the back of the van. I knew it was only a matter of time before he threw up I told "Rafael, pull over Daniels sick." He had that van pulled over and Daniel out fast! I'm sure he's dealt with sick passengers before. I was digging for the pepto and found it about the time he got sick. He was still crying. His mom was getting stressed. Sick kid, middle of Africa, we didn't have a lot of options. She had some lortab in her purse and I suggested she give him half of one. Not usually my first thought for a sick kid but he was howling in pain. With limited options it seemed like the best. He went to sleep about a half an hour later. We got back to the hotel in Nairobi where we had the use of a hotel room for the afternoon. It was great. We took a little walk to the city, had lunch, went swimming, took a shower. It was great. Mariana said Daniel slept in their room the entire time. We had lunch at the hotel, not great. Around six we left for dinner at a place called "Carnivore."

Not a fan! Gristly food. There was a cat under our table eating a lizard.  Cats were roaming free throughout the restaurant. Daniel and his mom are vegetarians so definitely not a great experience for them. They sat on the patio away from all the meat. As we were getting ready to leave Daniel felt sick again. He was trying to run to the bathroom and an employee blocked his way and told him he had to go around. Daniel barfed everywhere. I thought it served them right for not letting him go to the bathroom. Mariana was mortified. I told her not to give it a second thought as she was never going to see these people again. A couple of men in suits put a chair over the barf and the four of them stood around trying to figure out what to do. I was laughing as we left.

Poor Daniel was miserable all the way to Brussels. The drive to the airport was awful, traffic was stopped. I don't know how people drive in Nairobi. No stop lights, or stop signs they just pull out in front of each other. It took us forever to get to the airport. I was pretty sure we would miss our flight. It took forever to get through customs. Fortunately our plane was delayed two hours so we made it. I was not impressed with the Nairobi airport. They wouldn't let us take our carry on. They made us check it which ended up being OK because we didn't have to carry it around but it was annoying. Daniel was sick and they kept asking "what's wrong with that boy." I was worried they wouldn't let him on the plane. I don't know if they thought he had Ebola or what. I said "it's midnight he's TIRED!" They stuck us in a pre boarding room with no bathrooms and made us wait over an hour without any information. When we finally started boarding they yelled at Mariana for not boarding first with a kid. Good grief. We all slept until Brussels. It seemed like a fast flight because we were all out!

When we arrived in Brussels Daniel was magically cured. The Brussels airport experience was much better than on the way to Nairobi. The shuttles were running back to back. There was an agent outside the plane when we disembarked telling us the terminal and gate we needed to go to. The flight from Brussels to NYC was kind of a drag we had psycho woman in front of us. Don was sure the woman sitting next to him was masturbating. The worst flight of all was NYC to SLC. We were on a Delta plane and the seats were so close my knees were aching. We were so happy to get home to our own beds.

All in all it was a great trip no major travel problems.

In case you were wondering, this is what jet lag looks like.

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