A year ago today I landed in Nairobi. I cannot believe a year has gone by so quickly. So much has happened over the course of the year.
Mind you, New York is also crazy. In fact, it’s very similar to Nairobi. I wrote about it in a prior post.
I feel as though I have two homes now: New York and Nairobi. I am comfortable in both. I love both. I hate certain things about both. I can’t stand it when anyone trash talks either of my cities.
I’m picking up bit and phrases of Kiswahili. It’s hard because everyone speaks the language a bit differently, so even if you say it perfectly in textbook Kiswahili you may very well not be understood. But there are some words and phrases that are universal. Being able to pepper them into conversation has helped with street cred.
I’ve made exactly two Kenyan friends—apparently that is much more than most ex-pats. For reasons I don’t fully understand, ex-pats are rarely welcomed into the Kenyan fold. But, hey, I have TWO Kenyans that I call friends, so I will take it as a good thing. Over time, maybe I can form more local friendships.
I’ve certainly been making headway with ex-pats. I had a rough start but I’ve made friends. We’ve got a pretty full social life. We’re also meeting more ex-pats that are here for the long term, like us.
J. just signed on for another two years. I am hoping we’ll stay for at least several more than that. We’ll see what happens.
In the meantime, we have more travels planned and are looking forward to what the future brings for us here in Kenya.