Went to the Ngong Hills this weekend overlooking the Great Rift Valley. It is such a pleasure to get the hell out of Nairobi. I want to love Nairobi, but just can't get into it. I have been itching literally and figuratively to get out. Our group was solid, a nice mix of expats and natives. There were no incidents that I could see, which is not often the case when confining individuals to a house setting. Just think shitty MTV shows like "The Real World" or "The Jersey Shore". It's refreshing to be reminded that there are decent people in the world that can act like adults. Not that we did of course, consuming copious amounts of of alcohol. Party party!!!! We stayed at an amazing house with wonderful views.
We went for a hike that afternoon, my first hike in Africa. The Rift Valley is a spectacular place with grand vistas. The terrain was somewhat dry and sparse this time of year. The vegetation consisted of the occasional trees with scrub brush everywhere. The ground itself was volcanic in nature with high concentrations of iron making it reddish in color.
The soil was alluvial, indicating signs of water runoff, making for an interesting hike. More like a controlled slide down the mountain, than a hike. At the bottom was a creek bed, which we walked along for a fair bit before beginning our ascent. The hike back up was somewhat arduous in the hot Kenyan sun. My crew consisting of Floh and Carol was the first to get back. We hopped in the pool and drank some well deserved beer. This is the view we were afforded from the house:
Eventually, the rest of the crew showed up, which kicked off a wild night of food, libations and grand stories of the days events. Me and Kourtnie got a chance to take one of our first shots together in Africa. "People let me tell you about my best friend, she's a warm hearted person who'll love me to the end." - Harry Nilsson
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