Our room at the Kakuma Guesthouse
Check out the street it was on! Ok not really, my best friend Jason sent me this picture from somewhere in the midwest, maybe Ohio...One way to tell is that Kenya doesnt have many street signs or street lights...
Not to mention, there was no fan in the room to circulate the air. Which would have been fine because we thought we had winds to give us a nice cross breeze, but our guesthouse was apparently built in the wrond direction because none of that breeze made it through our windows. But we had to keep the drapes open in hopes of it cooling down, which allowed everyone passing by to see what was going on in our room.
Our room
Allison had a hole in her mosquito net, but nothing to really fix it...Look closely, it's a band-aid...When in Rome...
Chris did manual labor to help pay for the rooms
Everyone took full advantage of this as we were apparently the only white people staying in Kakuma and to Africans were fascinating. People even sat on the railing to our porch to talk business or just hang out, the while time staring into our room…
The view and my foot...this is also the window where all the passers by seemed to like to hang out...
You're welcome...
Jacob and his family lived and worked at the guesthouse. He was a really sweet kids...He really loved Chris
Lunch
Us and some of the family
Overall we enjoyed staying here, it just was so damn hot. The rooms and facilities were clean, the family that worked there was awesome, just maybe next time we'll bring a fan
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