They run too fast!

I went for my last run last night in Mang'u. I always find Wednesday's run difficult... it's too close to the last one! But it was a glorious one nonetheless.

I reckon if I stayed a few more months the villagers would be lining the route and I'd have a marathon atmosphere every time I ran. So cool! Record crowds last night. In front of the little shop that each little settlement has, there were at least a dozen adults and kids waiting to slap hands with the "Mzungu" girl as she passed. I wish I'd had my camera on me but Rasto was up ahead with it waiting to surprise me around every corner.

I cannot believe the speed with which Timothy and the boys run. They just took off!! I was trying to keep my rhythm and thinking they'll get tired and slow down. But no, for the remaining 40 minutes of the run I didn't see them again.

Rasto (the eldest boy) was really sad when I said goodbye and asked "Who's going to train us now?". I just cracked up and told him he didn't need me, I needed him! Can you believe these poor children asked me when we prepared for the first run two weeks ago if I was preparing for the Olympics!!! LOL!! I'm sure they're capable of running the half marathon at the same speed as Nanou ;-)

So I had a lovely evening last night with the kids. They're such a bright and happy bunch. All the staff at FMCC are doing an amazing job looking after them. I've been really touched.


I let the girls braid my hair and I gave them some gifts: sweets, dictionaries and English workbooks, which they pored over with much more enthusiasm than my students! ;-) I was really really sad to say goodbye. Time went by way too fast. And sad to leave the village too. It's so fresh, peaceful and wholesome compared to Nairobi.

But that's life :-) Stay tuned for a last update from Nairobi before I come home.