Nairobi

Our overnight flight to Kenya was very pleasant, and the Kenya Airways plane was absolutely the nicest plane we’d ever ridden on. We arrived around 6:30 in the morning, and were totally wasted. We slept maybe an hour. Sydney’s benedryll wore off shortly after supper, and she was up most of the flight. We met my uncle Roger and aunt Shirley (missionaries with AIM) at the airport, and they took us to a friends house for a short nap.Rosslyn academy

Shirley then drove us through Nairobi (an adrenaline rush, if it’s your first time) to Rosslyn Academy, where Lesa and I led worship for a chapel service. This is the school where my cousins, Rachel and Hannah, attend. It was beautiful, as was Nairobi in general. Lots of trees and flowering vegetation, and such a great, mild climate that the school campus was a real open-air architecture.

orphanAfter lunch at Rosslyn, we went to an orphanage for infants who were orphaned by AIDS. Many of them had tested positive for AIDS because their mothers had AIDS, but we found out in many cases they end up not being infected at all.

The next day we had planned a tour of the Kibera slums, but ended up spending the morning at the doctors office as Sydney was throwing up again, and had developed strange spots all over her torso and arms and legs. We thought it might have been an allergic reaction to the malaria meds she had just started taking, or maybe an interaction with the chickenpox vaccine she had had along with a buch of other required vaccines before we left. The doctor told us it was a virus, but nothing to be worried about. She was also terribly constipated, since we had been unable to feed her any fresh fruits or vegetables for sanitation reasons.AIM AIR hangar

We went to the AIM (Africa Inland Mission) hanger in the afternoon, and had an interview of sorts with Alan Masters, the director of the International Services division of AIM. We really enjoyed meeting with him and hearing his vision for AIM IS, and getting a great overview for the structure of the organization, and where we might fit in.

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