Sister Friends Tales 1.0
Dar-Arusha-Nairobi-Arusha-Dar- 20th Dec 2018 - 7th Jan 2019
This here is a sister friends tale, that began a long time ago. The kind you would do anything for cause well they get you, build you, cheer you.
Started with suspension several feet above sea level to witness the beauty in the tributaries as they wound their way to mouth into the ocean. I have no names here but just appreciated what was at sight.
My 1 hour flight to Arusha is all I needed to start up this journey and I was determined to get to my final destination with no delays so was my exit from the airport to a pre-arranged airport pick up to "Mezaluna Area" in Arusha for my Shuttle Ride.
So I stole moments like these to just capture flowing skies, majestic views that come so briefly.
😍
The shuttle ride to Nairobi I think is a genius way to both enjoy the road and save up on making your way there.
It is a 5 hours comfortable drive through and the Namanga Border is splendid to cross. I was on the wrong side of the bus to capture the sunset but heck I had a second chance on return to make it right.
This here is a sister friends tale, that began a long time ago. The kind you would do anything for cause well they get you, build you, cheer you.
Started with suspension several feet above sea level to witness the beauty in the tributaries as they wound their way to mouth into the ocean. I have no names here but just appreciated what was at sight.
My 1 hour flight to Arusha is all I needed to start up this journey and I was determined to get to my final destination with no delays so was my exit from the airport to a pre-arranged airport pick up to "Mezaluna Area" in Arusha for my Shuttle Ride.
So I stole moments like these to just capture flowing skies, majestic views that come so briefly.
😍
It is a 5 hours comfortable drive through and the Namanga Border is splendid to cross. I was on the wrong side of the bus to capture the sunset but heck I had a second chance on return to make it right.
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The shuttle stopped at Jevanjee Garden at Monrovia street just next to Parkside Hotel. Uber works in Nairobi unlike in Arusha which is very weird so you get plenty of options.
I took my taxi drive to my destination and much as it was somewhat late to enjoy the view I could tell I loved the roads and architecture in Nairobi.
The very next morning this was our first shot of many many many more to come.😃
Who cares about the bad hair days, "we woke up like this look is what we were going for."
EB- Papii, and his Aunty.
I love kids so it takes no struggle at all to bond with them, even more if you got that first day first face bond and packed up all the tricks a child ever needs up your sleeves.
I am literally smiling as I write this just thinking how EB lights up to the most silliest of things we could do, like repeatedly in a soft voice whisper to him, "Dadaa Dadaa" and he cracks up and whispers back the same.
Don't underestimate him though he's got genius discovered and knew my whole schedule for the day.
Wake up, disturb aunty to open the door for me to go fight my porridge😒, let her think she escaped back to sleep and wait for her, the moment she opens up the door again to run and meet her by the doorway cause I know now the day has just begun. Watch her brush her teeth, sit by the table and watch everyone else eat whilst I recite back what I learnt the previous day; Sita, Tisa which also sounds like Sita, Tatu, Saba, Akabanga in the cutest way possible and Baby Jesus.
By now he got us cheering and ready.
At last I got where I needed to be, to the beginning of my sister friends tale.
This here is my forever friend who I met many many years ago and we swore to be sisters.
Ironic how it turned out, she became my sister-in-law 😉 but not something we dwell upon cause we became family way long ago.
I was eager to wake up the next morning and see my nephew. A 15 months old little fella so you can imagine the energy to match his that I had packed up for these holidays.
The very next morning this was our first shot of many many many more to come.😃
Who cares about the bad hair days, "we woke up like this look is what we were going for."
EB- Papii, and his Aunty.
I love kids so it takes no struggle at all to bond with them, even more if you got that first day first face bond and packed up all the tricks a child ever needs up your sleeves.
I am literally smiling as I write this just thinking how EB lights up to the most silliest of things we could do, like repeatedly in a soft voice whisper to him, "Dadaa Dadaa" and he cracks up and whispers back the same.
Don't underestimate him though he's got genius discovered and knew my whole schedule for the day.
Wake up, disturb aunty to open the door for me to go fight my porridge😒, let her think she escaped back to sleep and wait for her, the moment she opens up the door again to run and meet her by the doorway cause I know now the day has just begun. Watch her brush her teeth, sit by the table and watch everyone else eat whilst I recite back what I learnt the previous day; Sita, Tisa which also sounds like Sita, Tatu, Saba, Akabanga in the cutest way possible and Baby Jesus.
By now he got us cheering and ready.
👈Funny how he always decides who he wants, clearly not Santa 😂. His look right now speaks volumes, "heck what is an old man like him playing dress up for? is that a real beard or should I just pull it to see? Why is he just sitting there, isn't he supposed to be riding with reindeers and delivering gifts?
👉Miles across, a family tradition lives on. Those trips to Lushoto every end of the year resonance echos of laughter, kids running around, bonfire stories, thanks giving for the year that is about to end and views like these. "Irente view"
Every end and beginning of the year has now become a sister friends tale, a family story with a new destination.
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