This morning I went into Naivasha Town to shop for the ingredients to bake in the afternoon. A staff member accompanied me to town as she was going to visit family. We had to walk to the Matatu stop (minibus) through small plots containing a house and surrounding land growing maize and other crops. There was the occasional goat or sheep tethered or wandering around, I wonder if they knew where their home was like a dog? We passed many people, all walking, who greeted us warmly. The paths are not suitable for flip flops but this is exactly what the locals wore. We walked past a school and a small hospital who have an arrangement with the shelter if basic/urgent medical care is required for any of the ladies or volunteers.
The walk was longer than I expected a good 40 mins of some pretty rough terrain a 4×4 would struggle with! As we approached the main road vendors premises started to appear beauty saloons, butchers, plastic stuff (everything from pottys to flip flops from plastic tubs to cups and plates).
Further down the road at the motorbike station I was introduced to John a bodaboda driver (motorbike rider who can be hired to transport people or goods). I was advised if I had a heavy load he could take me back to the shelter. We boarded the Matatu (a badly maintained and driven vehicle according to many guide books). I still need to tell you about the traffic and driving in Kenya…. anyhow I lived to tell the tale 😊.
The town was very busy. There were people selling used clothes, shoes and just about everything you can think of. We passed the main hospital and several hotels, again busy with people going about their daily business or just passing the time chatting to each other. Mpesa and Safaricom signs were everywhere. Kenya uses digital money as well as the physical currency the Kenyan Shillings. As we walked through to the supermarket I heard ‘mama muzugo’ a few times, I was quite obviously the foreigner in town and causing a bit of a stir 😀.
Although I was aprehensive as I returned alone by bus (I called John as the bag was heavy, his phone was engaged so I started to walk). I was yet again greeted warmly by everyone I passed and helped by a lovely lady when I took a wrong turn. Kenya is a truely wonderful country full of people willing to help and keen to do well for themselves and their family. I feel truely blessed to be here 😊.
Oh we didn’t get to bake today as I was unsure how to use the charcoal oven. As I mentioned previously the staff member who accompanied me was visiting her family in the afternoon and she is the expert. We will bake tomorrow 😊.