Kwa heri Eldama Ravine

It's such a strange feeling knowing that we are leaving the Ravine.

We went to Town Church for the last time and said goodbye to all our friends. 

The sermon given by Pastor Gideon was very good. He challenged us to follow Jesus and bear good fruit: love, joy, peace. I have been struck by how grateful people are. 

Brian - one of the church elders - and I had developed a good friendship, so we exchanged contact details and I encouraged him to plan a trip to NZ in the near future. 

We had packed, so we hit the road straight away; on our way back to Nairobi. I tried to sleep for a bit, but also decided to take a few more photos of things which had become common place. 

We stopped for a late lunch at Delamere's in Naivashu again. Unfortunately, both Logan and I had got a little sloppy with the ordering and he was bought a meal covered in a wheat batter. It took a while for him to realise this,  and we were wondering what the consequences would be. There wasn't really anything else for him to eat, so Gillian very kindly bought him an icecream for his lunch (I was nearly out of cash).

Getting back on the road, it was not long before we were travelling the upper Rift Valley highway again - with its beautiful views - and then into the congestion of the outskirts of Nairobi.

We would be having dinner at Judy's sister's house, but we had no idea how to get there, and Google maps was sending us on a strange route. At one point we were travelling down a dirt road, across a stream and past an abandoned communication facility before we decided that this was clearly not the route. 

Judy agreed to meet us at a common point, and then we drove in convoy to the house. The driving involved travelling through a nice suburban area and then onto a dirt road until we arrived at some large security gates. 

We saw the house looming up as we approached. Oh my goodness! It was impressive. 

After arriving through further gates, we met Vicky and Simon, Judy's sister and brother-in-law, and their children, and were invited indoors. 

(My phone then died, so I was unable to get further photos)

Logan and their son Keith really hit it off, and their four year old daughter entertained the rest of us all evening. Dinner was delicious, having been provided by a local chef, who had been commissioned for the evening. Chef Manga was an amazingly talented person, who had worked for UN in the past and had cooked for President Obama.

Not long after we had finished second helpings, additional family members including Nina and Kimu arrived at the house - back from the movies - and dessert was on its way. 

Rodney and Chef Manga got along really well, and Rodney became the sous-chef for the remainder of the evening. The time we had was truly awesome. 

Of course, towards the end of the night our group had to perform, which we did and then challenged them for a response. There was then some shuffling, until Chef Manga - who was also a performer - got Vicky, Keith and Kimu organised and he performed one of his dance routines. Everyone was invited to join in, and we all had a fantastic time singing and dancing. 

The time went far too quickly, but before leaving we were given gifts and then extensive farewells were said. 

The drive to Mayfield did not take too long, and shortly after we were asleep. Our final night in Kenya.