My friend Jared is sitting in the emergency room right now, sick as a dog, waiting to see if he has Malaria.
MALARIA!
MALARIA!
YOU BORDER ON THE ADRIATIC!
Some pictures, more to come once I upload them all
Waving goodbye to his malaria free days
Spotted somewhere over Lybia, only explination: men from space
Soon after landing
Where everybody knows your name…
…and the sinks are a marble slab with a crack along the back
I’m a good boy!
The happy couple shitting in their pants
Night One, we stayed at the fanciest country club in the world
The Muthaiga Club, pronounced MOO-FAG-A but not so homophobic
an uninspiring game of Simon Says
On the road in Nairobi, mostly embassies on this road, Saudi Arabia, Iran, Persia, Prussia, Berma
Lots of construction in Nairobi, dirt roads, paved roads, country roads
the largest slum in Nairobi, estimated 1.5-2 million live in tin shacks here and it’s all owned by one man.
One warlord with an army bigger than Kenya’s itself.
The rest of Nairobi is grimy dirty buildings and parks, most everybody walks everywhere, and on nearly every street corner are garbage cans with PSA’s that say DON’T BE A RAPE VICTIM!
There billboards everywhere, EVERYWHERE, and for every billboard there’s 3 rapists
I usually come out to baby elephant walk and spell the name of the team
soon after the baby elephant orphanage my camera died, not to be charged until the next day in…
LOISABA!!
African Sunrise, suck it vampires
I actually saw a bat outside our hut in Loisaba.
I was reading and there were 3 moths flicking around the light, I heard a swoop and looked up. Two moths. I kept watching and SWOOP! the bat flew in and there were no moths.
Our hut. The whole wedding party was scattered in camps miles around.
Our camp had 3 other huts: one with other friends from the US and two other huts housing a perfectly lovely English family, whom we kept up all night playing lousy cd’s and drinking Tusker beer. USA!
Our beds, covered in an ineffective mosquito net, designed to keep out malaria
Thankfully, they pushed the beds together for us
Perfectly lovely English girl running to her mummy
Breakfast wiff the Brits!!
Is Jared hungover or dying of malaria?
Pocket!
One of our guides in Loisaba.
Pocket, nicknamed so because he “could fit in your pocket”, is a Warrior in the Samburi tribe.
He, as all the warriors do, got circumsized when he was 19, in front of the whole tribe, and didn’t even flinch.
Other tribes try to steal his goats and cattle, he charges at the with a spear as they shoot at him with machine guns.
And, my favorite Pocket fact, he even has his own e-mail address.
Ready for some wildlife!!!
STILL TO COME!
PICTURES OF WILD ANIMALS!
JARED’S MALARIA RESULTS!
WHO’S BEEN EATING ALL THE WILDEBEASTS???
AND DID THEY FINALLY TIE THE KNOT??????????????
STAY TUNED!!!