Unlike my last trip to Kenya, I arrived on schedule in Nairobi this morning (with all my bags!). I thank God for that! It took our team five days to get this far last summer, due to mechanical problems on our first plane at PDX. That caused us to miss all our connecting flights. Nice to make it on the original itinerary this timeJ
Krista Fink was my “hostess with the mostest” in Wimbeldon, England during an 11 hour layover yesterday. She met me at Heathrow airport and gave me a lesson on navigating the Tube. I even have my very own Oyster card now! We ate a traditional breakfast at one of her favorite pubs near her home. The guy who took my order thought I was crazy to drink my tea black. It was great to take a shower (wash off the first layer of travel stink) and rest on her couch before my final flight to Nairobi. Much better than whiling away the hours at the airport. BTDT.
Weather has been spectacular along the way. It never occurred to me that flying through Chicago in the winter may not have been a good choice when I booked my ticket months ago. That thought came to mind as we were making our descent into O’Hare. It was a clear, sunny day in Chicago and I didn’t have to leave the airport to endure the bitter cold. London was equally glorious. Clear skies and sunshine, although brisk. I have yet to experience the dreary weather of merry old England that is classic for that region. It has been sunny each time (3) I have had a long layover there. Of course, that could all change when I have a few days of stop-over on my return trip at the end of March. It is summer in Kenya. AKA: Dry season. Quite a contrast from the snowfall my last day in McMinnville, Oregon.
Was able to enjoy a day of rest at the home of Ed and Dayle Lauber after arriving in Nairobi. That was much appreciated after two days of travel. It was great fun watching Dayle unpack the bag of supplies that I brought for them. I commented that it was like Christmas as I watch her gleefully pull out one item at a time. Then she told me that most of what I delivered actually were Christmas presents from family and friends this year. Call me “Santa.”