This is my second written venting session about the crazy mayhem that is Mara Road. In Kenya, we don’t have Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring. We have long rains and short rains – as was discussed on Kerry blog sometime this week. In my books, I count July as another season because it is one of those months when the cold sets in like it is threatening to kill – well, kill me since I have never gotten along with cold.
Back to Mara Road. This week has been cold and wet. Meaning that our road is now a lot swampier. Anyone remember the story of a river from Geography classes back in elementary school? It’s happening right before my eyes – the rivulets, ox-bow lake, meandering, etc.