hakuna darasa

“Fear is a friend who’s misunderstood”

That quotation is a lyric from a song by John Mayer called “The Heart of Life”. I have been listening to the song a lot lately and like it very much, particularly that line. It resonates a lot with me after coming to Nairobi and living here for three months and doing all these crazy things that I am afraid of, but then end up loving (or getting used to).

Wednesday was pretty low key. I went into town to do some internet-ing. Amazingly, I was able to get a lot of pictures up online because the internet decided to work and work quickly. I was supposed to have class at 2:30, Swahili, which is my one remaining class now that the professors of the other classes 3 have announced their endings. But alas, Swahili was canceled, so Whitney and I went and got something to eat and to catch up on our weekends. She had gone to the coast with some people from our class, which turned out to not be that fun apparently. And I told her about South Africa. Afterwards we went to a travel agency to book a flight to Mombasa-since she had no desire to take the 9-10 hour bus ride again after this weekend. So we’re going there at the beginning of June, which should be nice.
At 5:30 I took a matatu home which took about 45 minutes to go 2 miles because the traffic gets really bad after 5pm, so we were just sitting on the road not going anywhere for a while. I’m going through Zoë and Capetown-fun withdrawal, especially since the past two days I have come home to an empty house. Apparently Chipa has been staying at the YWCA for the past week. He was supposed to come home Tuesday, but he still hasn’t come home, so who knows. So yeah, back to adjusting to this Nairobi life I’ve been living.

I was just reading the Daily Nation, the newspaper here, and this clip was on the inside of the front page:

Man who Killed his wife jailed for a day
A 70-year old man who clobbered his wife with a jembe handle was yesterday jailed for a day. Samson Karimi Ng’ang’a was convicted by a Nyeri court after pleading guilty. He was facing a murder charge, which was reduced to manslaughter. He agreed with the facts read by the State counsel, who accused him of killing his 67-year old wife, Joyce Wanjiru, on the night of January 14 and 15 at their home in Mbiri, Murang’a South District. Ng’ang’a attacked his wife of 45 years over the use of kitchen utensils. After the verdict, Mr Ng’ang’a said he would start life afresh after serving his sentence.