|Josphat's father & uncle, Meshak|
I spent the morning proof reading Josphat’s thesis, at least, part of it.
The other major event of the morning was hearing a pitter patter on the roof and the ladies (Rachel, Cindy and me) rushing out to save the massive load of washing on the line from a drowning fate. We were fortunate that we were able to retreat indoors before the storm really set in and soaked everything.
As often happens when it rains, the electricity went off but this wasn’t too much of a problem at lunchtime as the fridge was the only appliance affected.
Our afternoon activity was a trip to Matunda to see Josphat’s father, accompanied by Josphat’s uncle, Meshak, and his brother, Peter.
|Trucks & pigs share the roadside|
He was delighted to see everyone, especially as we brought presents with us. Josphat's father has a very distinctive hat, which indicates that he is an elder of his church,
Matunda is a much smaller town than Kitale, built either side of the main road, with dirt tracks leading off to some of the residential sections. The main road is lined with shops and stalls and the whole environment is a mixture of new and traditional. Computer repair shops sit adjacent to fruit and vegetable frontages and new pick up trucks alongside pigs rooting amongst the rubbish.
|Matunda shop frontage|
On our way back, we stopped off at a pub in Kitale town to watch the Arsenal v Manchester City football match live on television. Premier League is as big here as in many other parts of the world! The place was packed and we were fortunate to find a tiny space. I was not impressed with the result though!