Nyumbani

Four time zones, three flights, two Tube rides and one terrifyingly late taxi later...I am home. Back to my toddlin' town.

I will write a bit more tomorrow, when I can remember what day it is and where I woke up more clearly. The absent weeks were spent adventuring with Dad and Alex in the Serengeti region (heck yes we saw elephants!) and Zanzibar (during Ramadan, no less - daytime water is for the weak). The trips were excellent - really amazing parts of the country, truly. Good photos to share.

But now I have to try to begin adjusting to my new apartment, where my room is full of moving boxes and the sound of TV seems terribly jarring. I'm a bit discombobulated; it took me a good two minutes to figure out where I was and what was going on after my nap this evening. Hopefully all will seem more reasonable in the morning.