Tuesday morning saw Marlin and the family headed to Lake Victoria for a boat ride and to see the hippo. Kind giving person that i am, i chose to stay home with the two youngest and Emily and make brunch for when they came back. And the thot of a two hour ride with 14 children didn't especially appeal to me. Not to mention that i've seen safer looking rides.
|Thankful that God hasn't called me to be an African fisherman.|
|Titus the boatman with "the crew."|
|My dad checking out the lake and the hippos.|
|Home for pepper gravy and biscuits. This is where we ate all our meals. The carport is the ideal place for hosting anything from prayer meeting to suppers.|
In the afternoon the men headed to Kibuye market, one of the largest markets in Kenya. Taking children along is not wise so Eileen and i stayed home and babysat the hooligans while the men strolled through the metal working and furniture part of the market.
|Ok, not just furniture and metal but cabbages also.|
|Jason is part owner of a furniture store. His looks quite different.|
|At least he looks happy.|
|My father just could not understand why they wouldn't build work tables to at least be able to stand while they work. A clear sign he thinks like a German, not an African.|
|Minnows anyone? A delicacy to the Kenyan.|
After the market Marlin drove the van home and dad, Jason, and our friend Dishon, took a tuk tuk.