we got up early today. we loaded up our things and piled into two buses—prepared for a long day of heat and driving. i have a friend who tells me there's hot, then there's africa hot. today is africa hot. the first couple hours of the drive were pleasant, we had breakfast on the road, and i jammed to some elvis, wilco, and bob marley on my ipod, windows down, and beautiful countryside all around.
around noon, we stopped on the side of the road for a bathroom break. it was more than 110 degrees outside, and from that point, it only got hotter. soon, the dry air and dust blowing in through the windows was warmer than a hair driver, and the bus felt like an oven. as we traveled away from the city, we saw less and less people, and more and more afriacan landscape—mountains, grass huts, and cows.
around 3 pm, we arrived at the camp. it was much larger than i anticipated. our tents were already set up, complete with mattresses, towels, basins and a chair. we spent the rest of the day learning about camp life.
deb, michael, and trevor rock out in the back of the bus. all the cool kids always sit in the back of the bus, you know.
madi holds on tight to her dad, bruce, as she enjoys the breeze. this kid is the best traveler i've ever met. no complaints from her.
jesse. could she be any cooler?
around noon, we stopped on the side of the road for a bathroom break. it was more than 110 degrees outside, and from that point, it only got hotter. soon, the dry air and dust blowing in through the windows was warmer than a hair driver, and the bus felt like an oven. as we traveled away from the city, we saw less and less people, and more and more afriacan landscape—mountains, grass huts, and cows.
around 3 pm, we arrived at the camp. it was much larger than i anticipated. our tents were already set up, complete with mattresses, towels, basins and a chair. we spent the rest of the day learning about camp life.
deb, michael, and trevor rock out in the back of the bus. all the cool kids always sit in the back of the bus, you know.
madi holds on tight to her dad, bruce, as she enjoys the breeze. this kid is the best traveler i've ever met. no complaints from her.
jesse. could she be any cooler?
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