Nairobi Kenya Part 3

As we drive through Mombasa road from Jomo Kenyatta airport, I could see the beautiful plantation from the distance, even though it was winter time, the trees have refused to lose their leaves, unlike Ohio's winter. They say every country had it's own culture shocks. My goodness, it didn't take long before I could notice the crazy driving on the Mombasa road. There were no street sign, street light, everyone from different directions will push in to go ahead, sometimes our driver would drive on the side walk for a little while, and find another spot to push in on the road, the interesting thing was that as crazy as the driving looked, there were no accident. All the drivers looked like they've been doing this for years, and it was just normal. We arrived safe at Methodist Guest House where we spent our first seven days in Nairobi. We were greeted by two security guards carrying big guns. We drove through two big gates. At Methodist Guest House we met missionaries from the us, we met Canadian who were adopting children from Rwanda, and many other people from different countries like The Netherland, UK, Philippine, etc. People where friendly, and always wanted to play with the kids. Almost everyone we met called my son, a she. He really didn't like it, he started telling people, I'm a B not a G, then he'll ask them, "do you see me in pink clothes? Because of the water/food, my son got sick during our time in this guest house. We rushed him to Nairobi hospital, he recovered within two days, but after a couple days, he kept complaining about his tummy, and we kept going to the hospital. The children had a little play ground to play which was really nice, I also enjoyed getting my manicure, and pedicure, for pennies it cost less then US$10.00 for both. Below are some of the snap shots from the guest house.