

In Lamu we live in an wonderful apartment. The owner of this place is an artist and you fint many of her paintings around the house. The place is very cool and is almost like an old castle.
On saturday we arived on Lamu. Lamu is a small island outside Kenya. There are no cars here, only donkeys. Yesterday evening we went home to a man named Ali Hippy and ate dinner. He served seafood, and it tasted delicious. After the dinner Ali sang some songs and played keyboard. We had a very good time.
There is meny different types of beverages. You have Alvaro, which is kind of a soda without sparkles. Novida, which is kind of the same as Alvaro, and a lot of different Fantas. Fanta pineapple, fanta citrus, fanta black current, fanta orange, and many belives Kenya also have fanta passion. This, however, is not true, I have been looking for it for ever but in the end I found out it is only sold in Tanzania, so next year I will go there to taste it. I felt the situation was a bit hopeless, but I didn’t give over to disspare long. I tryed fresh mango juice, and my life was saved. This beverage is the best I have ever tasted!
I have been in Mombasa for one week now. And I have also been in Nairobi for one week. That is why I have been such a bad blogger. But here it comes. Mombasa is a wonderful place. It was love at first sight. If you ever visit Kenya you have to go to Mombasa. The first day I was there I went to a beach party.
Some weeks ago I started tailoring classes at the YMCA-Kisumu-Branch. It’s interesting to learn how to make dresses. I’m not a very patient student. If I do something wrong I get frustrated. Three times it has just been to much and I have committed murders. I’m always sorry afterwords. I never have a good feeling after I have killed. Most of the times I actually feel sad. Today I committed my last murder, but it’s good to know that my murder victims are easy to replace. It’s just bad that I have to by new needles to the sewing machine all the time. I promise you it’s very easy to kill a needle, so tomorrow I’ll be extra careful.
On wednesday I visited Agape, an organisation who findes and help street boys. Every wednesday and saturday street boys from all over Kisumu comes to the Agape center and gets food and some adult people to talk to. In the garden of Agape the boys can be children and play and have fun. From this place Agape helps the boys to come out of the streets. Some goes back to their families and others can stay in orphanages.
In the garden of Agape there is a tree full of bottles. This bottles was full of glue that some of the boys used to sniff. It’s good to know that some of the street boys gets help and a brighter future. I talked to a voluntary in Agape who told me that he used to be a street boy, before Agape helped him. I liked the children and hope to go back next week.
Today I had a really scary experience. I was walking down the street, and sudanly to african men walking in the same direction passed me! You might think that this is not a big deal, but in Kisumu people walk very slow. Normally I have to walk in zigzag to pass all the slow people. In Norway everyone walk really fast, so I’m getting a bit annoyed when people are getting passed by snails. :) But as I was walking today I realized that I have been infected. I am now a bearer of the slow syndrome.