It's the Sunday before the end of Spring Break for my friends back at Princeton, so it's seems appropriate that I give them a little help with their procrastination. Also, I can't use Facebook until 9 PM (it's currently 11 AM here), so I'm going to post some hilarious links from Buzzfeed HERE:
1. This is why Tilda Swinton is a frakkin' BOSS! One time Academy Award winner (Michael Clayton), but she seriously could care less. She probably uses the Oscar to hold her toilet paper.
2. I need to play The Sims. Preferably The Sims 2, but I'd be down with The Sims 3... That's how desperate this is.
3. This is horribly sad. I had no idea that Australia had a practice of forcing women into giving their babies up up for adoption in the 60s, but at least their apologizing now. I think apologies are meaningful, even if they don't undo what's already been done.
4. Is it bad to use a quote from a tyrant (Mao Zedong) if the quote itself is actually pretty good? I'm curious what others think. On one hand, I would say, "no," but by quoting the tyrant are you endorsing the tyrant?
5. I've been saying this forever: RUGRATS TAUGHT ME EVERYTHING I NEEDED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE. Seriously. Without television in general, I'd be way less smart than I am today. Suck it people who read books...
6. I'm going to vomit. Why do I live in such a world where this kind of sh*t exists? Actual quote from one of the men in charge of The Feminist Victims Charity: "While walking to my place, I realized how drunk she was. In America, having sex with her would have been rape, since she legally couldn't give her consent. It didn't help matters that I was relatively sober, but I can't say I cared or even hesitated. I won't rationalize my actions, but having sex is what I do." VOMIT! I'm vomiting in my mouth RIGHT NOW. Feminism is really just equality with an emphasis on women. When it goes past creating equal opportunity, treatment, and safety for women just as much as their is for men, then it's gone too far and there may be victims of it. I don't know if that's happened yet. It certainly hasn't happened on a LARGE, INSTITUTIONALIZE SCALE SUCH AS SEXISM!...
7. I, as well as all of America, eat unhealthy and am going to die.
8. Summer Heights High was an amazing Austrialian TV show. Why did it get cancelled?
9. OMG I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEW DAFT PUNK ALBUM AND ALIVE 2017!
10. Steinem for the win! Paraphrase: Feminism is full social, economic, and political equality of males and females. Also, she likes the show Girls.
11. Sofia Coppola (one of the 4 women to ever be nominated for Best Director) and I think alike. We both had Sleigh Bells music in our minds when shooting scenes of our respective movies (i.e. The Bling Ring and Served Cold, respectively). Why is Sleigh Bells music in every trailer? Because Sleigh Bells music is frakkin' awesome! It gets you pumped up and excited to watch whatever movie is being advertised!
12. Spice World really was a wonderful movie (in the oh my god this is ridiculously stupid kinda way). And so good for the women's movement. But actually. The Spice Girls showed that there wasn't one type of girl, but several, and they could all be friends! We need another Spice Girls. Way more than we need another stupid boy band (re: One Direction).
13. I respect this woman. Poonanji Marshall. IDK if she's real, but if she is, she's awesome.
14. 30 reasons I need to live in Portland, Oregon.
15. SO HUNGRY FOR THIS FOOD! That's one thing about Kenya, the food is good, but sometimes I just miss a good ole fashion box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. When we get homesick here, it's usually always about food...
16. We put birds on things (not buzzfeed, but who cares).
17. I just finished reading (or I suppose technically "listening to" on audiobook) Tina Fey's hilarious Bossypants and all I can say is every single human (at minimum every single female) should read (or audiobook listen to) this book. I was constantly laughing out loud. I wish it had never ended because it was so funny. I wish every week I could listen to Tina Fey talk about hilarious things that happened in her life. This is why I'm sad 30 Rock is over, but at least the episodes (and jokes) will be immortalized for all time - and laughed over for much longer.
18. On a similar note, Tina Fey is one of the most hilarious people of our generation. Just look at the fact that Mean Girls is still relevant and related to, like, every big hit in pop culture (re: Les Mean Girls and Mean Girls of Panem).
19. UNDERSTATEMENT. Everything is great in Kenya. Don't worry about me.
20. Mother's day is coming up. Do something nice, will ya?
21. And I leave you with some positive words from THE Mr. Rogers.
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Spring Break
While most college co-eds spend their Spring Break week getting schwasty on a beach in Florida, or Puerto Rico, or California, I spent my four day Spring Break hiking Mt. Kenya National Park and summiting the second highest mountain on the African continent while sustaining sunburns to most of my body while simultaneous being frozen like a popsicle in the mornings and evenings. [FUN FACT: Mt. Kenya is shorter than Mt. Kilimanjaro, but Kilimanjaro is a much easier mountain to climb (nicknamed "The Old Man's Mountain"), so.. you know... Kenya is more bad-ass.]
I shall now chronicle the whole frigid ordeal:
Saturday
We left Mpala and drove one hour to Nanyuki where we stopped at our favorite hang out, the Nakumatt! There, we said goodbye to Kelly and Frances, our Ecohydrology professor and TA respectively, and met Cool John - the man who would be leading us up Mt. Kenya. Before leaving the Nakumatt, I bought an ice cream cone eager for something sweet. In hindsight, a warm chocolate chip cookie would've been better because the next three days were about to be the COLDEST OF MY LIFE. But, oh well. We drove to the National Park entrance and met the porters who would be joining us on. After a quick lunch of PB&J, we began our hike. That first day, we hiked almost entirely on a service road that goes up to the Meterological Station. It was a mild uphill grade, but overall was not that bad. By four we were at our first "campsite." I put "campsite" in quotes, because I should explain that this was a luxury place to stay compared to the tents I had imagined. These were buildings! With running (freezing cold) water and flush toilets! We dropped our bags on bunk beds, changed into warm clothes, then proceeded to drink tea and play Presidents. While we played cards, our porters cooked dinner for us. See what I mean about luxury camping! There were British Army guys (BAGs as they're called here) sharing the huts with us and they had to cook their own food on WhisperLite stoves. As we were about to go to sleep, one of the BAGs came over and told us some of the beds we had chosen had bed bugs (luckily not mine!). Those of us that were on infected beds switched and luckily no one got bed bugs! But every night, I was convinced I would get bugs. Or I would freeze to death. Legitimately, that was the coldest I've ever been. My room at home is unusual in that it is the hottest room in the summer and the coldest in the winter, so I'm kind of used to being cold at night. But I also have an electric blanket at home, so that's got to help. Here, all I had was a warm water bottle and a semi-broken sleeping bag.
Sunday
We woke up early on Sunday for our second longest day of hiking. Today, we were traveling to the camp at the base of the mountain. This was a more challenging hike than the day before (we were on a trail now instead of a road) and we had to go up and down through several valleys. Beautiful views of Nanyuki and the flower farms further north were sprinkled along the way. Further to the south, Mt. Kenya loomed in the fog.
On the trail, we played typical OA games such as Boticelli and Contact. Also, we drank water straight from the streams (and no one got diarrhea)! It was fun. When we got to the base camp (again around 4 PM), we were all so tired and sore, most of us again settle into the dining table and played Presidents while drinking tea. I've become notorious for getting way too into this card game. The way it works (if you were too lazy to click and read my earlier Wikipedia link) is you try to get rid of all your cards, and if you're first to do it, you become "President." If you're last to do it, you become "scum." Scum has to give their best two cards to the President, thereby generally perpetuating their status as scum. Essentially, it's the socioeconomic caste system in America. Sunday night, we ate a quick and earlier dinner around 6 so we could be in bed by 7:30 PM to prepare for our 2 AM wake-up call Monday morning. That's right... I said 2 AM. I haven't gone to bed at 7:30 since I was, probably, five years old. Usually, in college, we go to sleep at 2 AM.
I shall now chronicle the whole frigid ordeal:
Saturday
We left Mpala and drove one hour to Nanyuki where we stopped at our favorite hang out, the Nakumatt! There, we said goodbye to Kelly and Frances, our Ecohydrology professor and TA respectively, and met Cool John - the man who would be leading us up Mt. Kenya. Before leaving the Nakumatt, I bought an ice cream cone eager for something sweet. In hindsight, a warm chocolate chip cookie would've been better because the next three days were about to be the COLDEST OF MY LIFE. But, oh well. We drove to the National Park entrance and met the porters who would be joining us on. After a quick lunch of PB&J, we began our hike. That first day, we hiked almost entirely on a service road that goes up to the Meterological Station. It was a mild uphill grade, but overall was not that bad. By four we were at our first "campsite." I put "campsite" in quotes, because I should explain that this was a luxury place to stay compared to the tents I had imagined. These were buildings! With running (freezing cold) water and flush toilets! We dropped our bags on bunk beds, changed into warm clothes, then proceeded to drink tea and play Presidents. While we played cards, our porters cooked dinner for us. See what I mean about luxury camping! There were British Army guys (BAGs as they're called here) sharing the huts with us and they had to cook their own food on WhisperLite stoves. As we were about to go to sleep, one of the BAGs came over and told us some of the beds we had chosen had bed bugs (luckily not mine!). Those of us that were on infected beds switched and luckily no one got bed bugs! But every night, I was convinced I would get bugs. Or I would freeze to death. Legitimately, that was the coldest I've ever been. My room at home is unusual in that it is the hottest room in the summer and the coldest in the winter, so I'm kind of used to being cold at night. But I also have an electric blanket at home, so that's got to help. Here, all I had was a warm water bottle and a semi-broken sleeping bag.
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| The bed-bug bunk-beds. |
Sunday
We woke up early on Sunday for our second longest day of hiking. Today, we were traveling to the camp at the base of the mountain. This was a more challenging hike than the day before (we were on a trail now instead of a road) and we had to go up and down through several valleys. Beautiful views of Nanyuki and the flower farms further north were sprinkled along the way. Further to the south, Mt. Kenya loomed in the fog.
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| View of Mt. Kenya from a valley in the mist. |
Monday AM
Cool John likes to climb Mt. Kenya in the morning so we can see the sunrise from the peak. This is both amazing and terrifying. It's amazing because you see images such as this as you're climbing up that inspire you to keep your legs pumping and GET THERE!
It's terrifying because, for the first two hours of our three hour hike up, I thought I was going to faint, fall down the mountain, and die. On that climb, I had three things going against me that I don't usually when I'm hiking.
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| Thin red line alerting us to the imminent sunrise as we hiked up Mt. Kenya. |
1) ALTITUDE! Base camp on the second day was over 13,800 feet above sea level. That's the highest I've ever climbed in my life (re: Wind River Peak, WY), and the last time I did that I felt horrible, like I was dying on the way up. So, yeah, we were hella high, meaning less oxygen, meaning less oxidative phosphorylation and the like. One of the guys on the trip, Rob, plays lacrosse so he was a major source of motivation up this mountain. He would shout, "GLYCOLYSIS!" and "OXIDATIVE PHOSPHORYLATION!" during the trek, but I'm telling you, all I was doing was glycolysis.
2) FATIGUE! Waking up at 2 AM to hike uphill for 3 hours is, like, ridiculous. I said this earlier, but I think it's important to re-iterate, every 5 minutes I mini-fainted a little in my head. At one point, my legs weren't even tired and I wasn't having trouble breathing, but I thought I was going to go narco and fall asleep.
3) SICKLE CELL TRAIT! I mean, having less than the full number of functional red blood cells isn't a big deal right? Especially when you're at altitude and also have sports induced asthma and are a woman (less iron). Whatever. I'm a FRAKKIN' CHAMP. I CLIMBED THAT MOUNTAIN WITH MY SICKLE RBCs, MY INHALER, AND MY UTERUS.
About thirty minutes from the top, we took a break because we were AHEAD OF SCHEDULE and Cool John didn't want us to dawdle at the top before the sun rise where it would be colder and windier. We all laid down on top of each other at the base of this cave lake overhang to stay warm. It was cute. After about ten minutes laying down, it was time to get going again, so we rallied and trekked up the mountain LIKE BOSSES! At the top, our porters gave us each a cup of tea, which was super necessary because it was so cold! Even though it was really cold, Caroline and I took off our layers to show off our Outdoor Action shirts and take a picture (not shown below).
After about ten minutes at the top, we began our decent, which was super scary! There was snow on the ground, and now we could SEE where we'd end up if we slipped - tumbling down a rocky slope into a tarn. It was slow going, taking us a little under the three hours it took us to get up. When we got back down, we had breakfast ready for us and ate before embarking on our second hike of the day, heading to the first campsite.
Sunday PM (slash really just 10 AM onward)
This hike was easier than coming out because we were going flat or down hill mostly except for two uphills. We again played OA trail games along the way. It was fun and I found myself less tired than I expected to be given that I got 5 hours of sleep and just climbed a mountain. I think the excitement from being on the top of the mountain was still powering me through. I wouldn't crash until that night, when around 7 PM, everyone got tired and went to bed after dinner. This time, we were sharing the campsite with a group of middle schoolers who were loud late into the night, so I laid in bed talking to my bed mate Suchana for an hour before being able to go to sleep. It was less important to get a good nights sleep that night though, because we had a light day Monday and didn't have to hike a mountain. But as always, when you need something, you don't get it. And when you don't need it, it comes to you. I slept my best that night...
Monday
Monday we hiked out for about three hours in the morning. We thanked Cool John and the awesome porters who made our trip so much fun, and headed back to Nanyuki. At Nanyuki, we went to (wait for it...) Nakumatt and bought some snacks and immenities. It was on the ride back to Nanyuki that I realized I had gotten sunburned. I've only been sunburned several times. Once was randomly one summer. I swam competitively twice a day outside every summer for twelve years of my life and never got sunburned except for once in that final year. If this isn't proof of ozone depletion, I don't know what is... The second time was hiking in the Wind River range at altitude. I should've realized I was going to get sunburned (and I know my friend Maisie will rag on me HARD for not wearing any sunscreen) but my bottle of sunscreen isn't very travel friendly (it's a pump bottle) so I left it at Mpala. So at the Nakumatt I bought a travel squeeze bottle for the future. We then went to this awesome place called Dorman's and gorged our faces with good food. I don't dislike the food at Mpala (I actually really like it and want to get some recipes for when I cook for myself at home), but day in and day out it gets a little boring. At Dorman's I got a vegetable panini with fries, a Coke, and a milkshake. It was DELICIOUS! I can't wait for when we go to Nairobi in a week for more non-Mpala, restaurant quality, food. While we were at Dorman's, it began to rain, the first rainy season rain any of us had experienced. To be honest, it was way less intense than those Chicago summer storms. But it was cool. I think one of the coolest things about studying abroad (or spending more than a couple weeks somewhere) instead of vacationing for a week or two is that you see a larger chunk of the place your visiting. If I had just been here during the wet season, I would totally miss the grass turning green and the breeding season of many animals and the burst of mosquitoes (but, why would I want to be around for that?). I can't wait to see the changes that occur here from dry to wet season.
The End
Today we learned that Dobson - our next professor - wouldn't be coming to Mpala until TOMORROW! This means that, although we were supposed to start class today, it looks like we've got a free day!
P.S. If we're friends (meaning if you're not some rando I don't know that's just randomly reading peoples blogs) send me an email and tell me how you're doing!
P.P.S. My computer totally started freaking out yesterday and wouldn't let me do anything without freezing and dying (sounds like me on Mt. Kenya). If it weren't for my super awesome roommate Devika, I wouldn't be able to post this or continue to talk to y'all on the interwebs (or finish watching season 3 of Downton Abbey).
Fun fact: We actually climbed the third highest peak on Mt. Kenya, Lenana, so it wasn't the second highest point in Africa... But still, over 16,000 feet. That's high.
About thirty minutes from the top, we took a break because we were AHEAD OF SCHEDULE and Cool John didn't want us to dawdle at the top before the sun rise where it would be colder and windier. We all laid down on top of each other at the base of this cave lake overhang to stay warm. It was cute. After about ten minutes laying down, it was time to get going again, so we rallied and trekked up the mountain LIKE BOSSES! At the top, our porters gave us each a cup of tea, which was super necessary because it was so cold! Even though it was really cold, Caroline and I took off our layers to show off our Outdoor Action shirts and take a picture (not shown below).
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| Me, at the top with the sun rising behind me and a cup of warm tea. |
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| The sun illuminating the peaks and sea of clouds surrounding the mountain. |
Sunday PM (slash really just 10 AM onward)
This hike was easier than coming out because we were going flat or down hill mostly except for two uphills. We again played OA trail games along the way. It was fun and I found myself less tired than I expected to be given that I got 5 hours of sleep and just climbed a mountain. I think the excitement from being on the top of the mountain was still powering me through. I wouldn't crash until that night, when around 7 PM, everyone got tired and went to bed after dinner. This time, we were sharing the campsite with a group of middle schoolers who were loud late into the night, so I laid in bed talking to my bed mate Suchana for an hour before being able to go to sleep. It was less important to get a good nights sleep that night though, because we had a light day Monday and didn't have to hike a mountain. But as always, when you need something, you don't get it. And when you don't need it, it comes to you. I slept my best that night...
Monday
Monday we hiked out for about three hours in the morning. We thanked Cool John and the awesome porters who made our trip so much fun, and headed back to Nanyuki. At Nanyuki, we went to (wait for it...) Nakumatt and bought some snacks and immenities. It was on the ride back to Nanyuki that I realized I had gotten sunburned. I've only been sunburned several times. Once was randomly one summer. I swam competitively twice a day outside every summer for twelve years of my life and never got sunburned except for once in that final year. If this isn't proof of ozone depletion, I don't know what is... The second time was hiking in the Wind River range at altitude. I should've realized I was going to get sunburned (and I know my friend Maisie will rag on me HARD for not wearing any sunscreen) but my bottle of sunscreen isn't very travel friendly (it's a pump bottle) so I left it at Mpala. So at the Nakumatt I bought a travel squeeze bottle for the future. We then went to this awesome place called Dorman's and gorged our faces with good food. I don't dislike the food at Mpala (I actually really like it and want to get some recipes for when I cook for myself at home), but day in and day out it gets a little boring. At Dorman's I got a vegetable panini with fries, a Coke, and a milkshake. It was DELICIOUS! I can't wait for when we go to Nairobi in a week for more non-Mpala, restaurant quality, food. While we were at Dorman's, it began to rain, the first rainy season rain any of us had experienced. To be honest, it was way less intense than those Chicago summer storms. But it was cool. I think one of the coolest things about studying abroad (or spending more than a couple weeks somewhere) instead of vacationing for a week or two is that you see a larger chunk of the place your visiting. If I had just been here during the wet season, I would totally miss the grass turning green and the breeding season of many animals and the burst of mosquitoes (but, why would I want to be around for that?). I can't wait to see the changes that occur here from dry to wet season.
The End
Today we learned that Dobson - our next professor - wouldn't be coming to Mpala until TOMORROW! This means that, although we were supposed to start class today, it looks like we've got a free day!
P.S. If we're friends (meaning if you're not some rando I don't know that's just randomly reading peoples blogs) send me an email and tell me how you're doing!
P.P.S. My computer totally started freaking out yesterday and wouldn't let me do anything without freezing and dying (sounds like me on Mt. Kenya). If it weren't for my super awesome roommate Devika, I wouldn't be able to post this or continue to talk to y'all on the interwebs (or finish watching season 3 of Downton Abbey).
Saturday, March 9, 2013
STAND BY FOR PROJECTION
Kenya elected it's forth president this week. His name is Uhuru Kenyatta. He is the son of the country's first president Jomo Kenyatta. Also, he's on trial at the ICC (no, not inter-club council; the international criminal court) for war crimes. Allegedly, he funded the violence that broke out in the last Kenyan presidential election in 2007.
I have to say, being in a country during election season is an interesting thing. Presidential elections in the U.S. are fun! Firstly, presidential debates produce about 50% of internet memes in election years. Secondly, election night is equally as exciting as New Years Eve, especially if you're watching CNN. There should be a drinking game next year where you drink every time Wolf Blitzer says, "STAND BY FOR PROJECTION!" John King's magic board is so amazing and magical to look at. This year, I was watching CNN election night at the Charter clubhouse from Eastern polls closing to Obama's speech and it was a wonderful Tuesday night.
This Kenyan election was less fun. Firstly, I want to say that I didn't really care about who won. Not to say I don't care about Kenyan politics, but I really don't know anything about the candidates other than one is a war criminal, but some people accuse Barack Obama of being a war criminal for drone strikes and such. All I'm saying is, I trust Kenyans to elect a president that they trust so... I didn't really care about who won. We Princetonians/Columbians here in Kenya were just hoping for NO RUN-OFF. See, here - unlike in the idiotic U.S.A - they have a multi-party system and the winner must take over 50% of the vote in order to win without having a run-off. We didn't want a run-off because it would mean delaying the second round of voting which could then fall on our planned dates to visit the U.N. Millenium Village and other agricultural things in Kisumu (Western Kenya). Princeton was worried that this region would be filled with violence (because it was last time). With a delayed vote, the violence would overlap with our travels West. So we were hoping for a clear winner this time, and a clear winner (sort of) we got! The actual voting was on Monday and - due to voting irregularities and electronic failures - the results did not reach us until this afternoon (Saturday). Can you imagine that? Can you imagine voting in the U.S. presidential election and not finding out who won until almost a week later? I can't. All day Monday, I was refreshing google looking for results. It's times like this I miss CCN election night and the John King magic board. Even as results were trickling in and Kenyatta had a several point lead over Odinga, I had no idea if he would keep this lead because we had no data on what counties were reporting! This is crucial information while trying to project a winner. For example, if Obama's leading by a lot in Florida, it doesn't necessarily mean anything if the only counties reporting are Miami-Dade!
Everyday since Monday, I've been checking. Today, while we were shopping in the Nakumatt (the Kenyan Walmart), I walked by the TV section and several employees were watching Kenyatta speak to the nation. It was eerie and exciting, like watching the acceptance speeches by president-elects in the U.S. I just hope violence doesn't break out. I really don't know if it will or not. The loser - Odinga - claims the election results are flawed, so that's not a good thing. If enough people want to rally around him, I suppose things could go South. But at the same time, after such a horrible result last time, I can't imagine people would want to risk repeating that.
Anyway, I'm in no harm either way. I live in a remote research centre one hour away from Nanyuki in central Kenya, Laikipia district. There's no reason any violence would come to us here, but I thought I'd let my American friends know about what's happening in the world. Especially my Princeton friends, as I know sometimes knowledge of world politics wanes whilst inside the Orange Bubble.
E
P.S. I just learned that I can use Facebook again so feel free to communicate with me through that medium if you wish!
I have to say, being in a country during election season is an interesting thing. Presidential elections in the U.S. are fun! Firstly, presidential debates produce about 50% of internet memes in election years. Secondly, election night is equally as exciting as New Years Eve, especially if you're watching CNN. There should be a drinking game next year where you drink every time Wolf Blitzer says, "STAND BY FOR PROJECTION!" John King's magic board is so amazing and magical to look at. This year, I was watching CNN election night at the Charter clubhouse from Eastern polls closing to Obama's speech and it was a wonderful Tuesday night.
This Kenyan election was less fun. Firstly, I want to say that I didn't really care about who won. Not to say I don't care about Kenyan politics, but I really don't know anything about the candidates other than one is a war criminal, but some people accuse Barack Obama of being a war criminal for drone strikes and such. All I'm saying is, I trust Kenyans to elect a president that they trust so... I didn't really care about who won. We Princetonians/Columbians here in Kenya were just hoping for NO RUN-OFF. See, here - unlike in the idiotic U.S.A - they have a multi-party system and the winner must take over 50% of the vote in order to win without having a run-off. We didn't want a run-off because it would mean delaying the second round of voting which could then fall on our planned dates to visit the U.N. Millenium Village and other agricultural things in Kisumu (Western Kenya). Princeton was worried that this region would be filled with violence (because it was last time). With a delayed vote, the violence would overlap with our travels West. So we were hoping for a clear winner this time, and a clear winner (sort of) we got! The actual voting was on Monday and - due to voting irregularities and electronic failures - the results did not reach us until this afternoon (Saturday). Can you imagine that? Can you imagine voting in the U.S. presidential election and not finding out who won until almost a week later? I can't. All day Monday, I was refreshing google looking for results. It's times like this I miss CCN election night and the John King magic board. Even as results were trickling in and Kenyatta had a several point lead over Odinga, I had no idea if he would keep this lead because we had no data on what counties were reporting! This is crucial information while trying to project a winner. For example, if Obama's leading by a lot in Florida, it doesn't necessarily mean anything if the only counties reporting are Miami-Dade!
Everyday since Monday, I've been checking. Today, while we were shopping in the Nakumatt (the Kenyan Walmart), I walked by the TV section and several employees were watching Kenyatta speak to the nation. It was eerie and exciting, like watching the acceptance speeches by president-elects in the U.S. I just hope violence doesn't break out. I really don't know if it will or not. The loser - Odinga - claims the election results are flawed, so that's not a good thing. If enough people want to rally around him, I suppose things could go South. But at the same time, after such a horrible result last time, I can't imagine people would want to risk repeating that.
Anyway, I'm in no harm either way. I live in a remote research centre one hour away from Nanyuki in central Kenya, Laikipia district. There's no reason any violence would come to us here, but I thought I'd let my American friends know about what's happening in the world. Especially my Princeton friends, as I know sometimes knowledge of world politics wanes whilst inside the Orange Bubble.
E
P.S. I just learned that I can use Facebook again so feel free to communicate with me through that medium if you wish!
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