When you get a chance to escape the busy city of Nairobi - you jump at the chance - and when that escape takes you the village of Kajiado you may never want to leave.
Immediately your greeted by wild giraffes, zebras and gazelles that are grazing the land.
The locals invite you to join in on all of their daily activities, and although the raging sun shows no sign of letting up - you trek on to the watering hole, to church and to wherever else they lead.
Along the way there are plenty of donkeys to pet, fly's to swat away, and my favourite - babies to hold. Forgive the following repeated pictures - which displays how much I miss my little Nit-Nat back home.
When you've had enough visiting with the locals - the giraffes are happy to have you join them for a peaceful walk.
Climbing one of the many hills surrounding the village turned out to be more of a scramble up the steep slope with our ill-prepared flip flops.
Nonetheless the view, company and laughs along the way were well worth the climb.
We couldn't have made it through the weekend without our great hosts Chris and Matthew - We cannot thank them enough for what has turned out to be the best experience in Kenya thus far.
We'd also like to thank them for putting up with our craziness, and the goofy side of us that unleashed as a result of being pent up in Nairobi.
Whoops I found another baby!
This humble mud-hut was our home for the time we spent in Kajiado. No electricity or running water forced us to take time to 'shower', take part in hundreds of conversations with the locals, and hours of just gazing at the untouched view. No complaints from me about being forced to slow down the pace.
The locals take great pride in their cattle and ways of bettering themselves. Irony shows through with this group of hard-working Africans. Never did I think that in this remote village of only twenty plus people would I find the most educated, well-rounded and appreciative Africans. Our conversations had no plea of hand-outs, instead they shared their goals of further education, and ideas to better their community.
Precious - who is called 'baby' in the village has a fear of the colour white - particularly the colour white on our skin. Understandably so she has never seen a white person before. She's happy to sit on your lap for hours acting just as her name states 'precious' - as long as she is not facing you which results in the picture below.
The commute home starts at 6AM although you will have plenty of lead on that time as the rooster crows at 3AM each morning - ignoring it's job of crowing when the sun rises - overachieving rooster. Starting out early is always a good thing in Africa since your guaranteed to encounter your boda boda breaking down at some point in your trip.
The hard-working people of Kajiado have displayed a valuable lesson that nothing comes easy and their success is based on this:
Get on your knees and pray - then get on your feet and work.