Arrival in Nairobi, Kenya

I'm alive... in Nairobi. It's a big city, we spent the morning
looking for vegetarian food (poor Anisha has come to a place where
mocking vegetarianism is a national sport). Nairobi is big and...
well big. And as it turns out, if you're white like me, everyone you
meet can sell you a Safari! Anyway, we have a hotel for the day, we
are going to take a bus to Mombasa (which goes through the Tsavo
(home of man-eating lions)) and then make our way along the coast to
the Lamu Archipelago).

We were in Kenya for five minutes before we saw a Giraffe. I
was looking out the taxi window thinking "huh, Kenya kind looks like
New Mexico" and then the driver pointed to the tree that was moving
and eating another tree and said "do you know what that is?".

Oh, and Dad, you'll be glad to know: In our five hour layover in
Paris, Anisha and I irresponsibly took a train into the city (which
takes an hour) saw Notre Dame and then returned to the Airport. I have
photos, I've been to Paris, now i don't have to go back. check.

The flight was interesting, we flew over Karthoum, Darfur,
Lybia and all kinds of other places to which we can't travel. And as
a good show of African humor, the only films playing on the Kenya
Airways flight were "Blood Diamond," "Hotel Rwanda," and "Last King of Scotland". I
don't think "You're Going To Die When the Plane Lands" is out on DVD
yet.

We are fine. Don't worry. Africa is cool! more later.