So last weekend I went to the Great Rift Valley to visit Lake Naivasha with Aidan and Chase. It was a short (Saturday morning-Sunday night), wet, exhausting trip on which everything that could go wrong did.
First of all, it rained pretty much all Saturday afternoon, and then started pouring again late Sunday afternoon. We got poured on while we visited the lake to try and see hippos, while we waited for matatus about a dozen times, and while we tried to find food. We stayed at a hostel near the lake, which was clean and cheap for a private banda, but it didn’t serve any food like we had been counting on, were in a remote area, had the most uncomfortable beds of anywhere ever in the world, and the other guests proceeded to get completely wasted on Saturday night, partying until 4 in the morning and drunkenly knocking on our door every hour or so. When we went to find food Saturday night, we had to wait for an hour for a matatu, arrived to find everything was closed, ended up having to eat sketchy roadside backroom tavern stew, and were only able to find a store selling deep-fried bread, meaning that on Sunday we had bread, water, and some hard candy to eat for the whole day.
Plus we got ripped off by the matatu.
Despite these factors, though, the trip was absolutely awesome. I got to see hippos in the wild, hang out with Kenyans in some very Kenyan places, see the Great Rift Valley, hear Chase talk in his sleep (apparently granny smith apples are “perfect”), visit a place called Hell’s Gate, where we went through a gorge in Maasai lands with a Maasai guide, and go rock climbing. Plus it was a lot of fun to hang out with Chase and Aidan. Considering that I came here with no idea who my co-workers would be, I feel like I got very lucky with some pretty cool people. Overall, I had a really great time – I would definitely do it again!
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