Being here since September i still wonder about the fact that I meet so many different, special people. Here, in Kenya. Europe seems to be so familiar, but still you keep on meeting new, interesting characters, meeting friends from that area that seems to be your home. By chance you go to the green garden in order to order a German Curry Sausage and you meet that person you know, that girl you met maybe twice. You keep on talking, find similarities, differences and sure have a great time. Sure, working in the Lab of Nyabondo Mission Hospital is interesting. Having the opportunity of working like a laboratory assistant, watching surgeries is great. But what is the stay in Kenya about? It s definately not the work but meeting new people. The FSD (free social services) of Cologne, Germany did not send me here to be efficient, working like a bee but about meeting new people. You talk about the work, achievments, disappointments and, again achievments. And, finally, I hate to write in English, cause it seems that the essence, the true meaning of what I write gets spoiled by a language I can speak, but cant master. But isnt it awesome to wake up, inhale, exhale, realize where you are, what you are doing, feeling the world, feeling this world fullfilling you, inhaling and just be happy? T.I fuckin A.!
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