Blink and the time has come to leave Nairobi, at least for the moment. Feels like only yesterday we were agonizing about whether or not to take the opportunity to move our lives abroad.
I'm leaving tomorrow for the US to take care of some things, M will stay on a bit longer as the VOA saga continues to unfold. There’s still a lot of uncertainty how all this will play out, and how long it will take. Totally unpredictable. Hope it’s not the last time I see this place, though it very well could be.
The way our time is being cut short was certainly not what we expected, just as we were digging in for another year. What’s the expression? Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. Or maybe ‘shit happens’ is better.
I'm sad to leave but so grateful for the experience of a lifetime. Too much to even process, as much as I've tried to do so in this space from the beginning. I could go on and on but at the moment I need to shut up and just reflect. Some places you spend time in mark you, form you, shift your outlook. London and Prague were such places for younger me. Later, Minsk. Now Nairobi too.
I have my body of black-and-white photos but let me share a couple galleries below as a color scrapbook, to convey what the life here felt like. Last chance to bring you along for a moment.
Our plans are up in the air and the world precarious. But we're ok and ready to navigate transition with stubborn optimism. I’m excited to get back and reconnect. See you soon.
