Boats, Planes and Mootatus

We said goodbye to Lamu and our new friends there. We took a boat to Manda airport, then planes to Nairobi and on to Kisumu. We then rode an hour in a mootatu (swahili for taxi van). The contrast in landscape is stark, from flat shoreline to lush hills. We arrived tired at dusk then dinner of lentils and cabbage and pineapple. After dinner we sat in for evening worship with the 30 or so kids here at the orphanage. They sing beautifully. One of the children gave a devotion from John. We were introduced to the children and they sang happy birthday to Steph. I made my way to my hut using my headlamp. Its like summer camp! Bunks, no electricity, singing together. One of our team has fever, could be malaria. We are treating him, praying for recovery. Long day of travel ends, ambien kicking in. Lala salamu. Sleep well.