The bridesmaid dress afterlife and the sweetest phrase (Kisumu)
Today was market day, after which The Bible directed us to the Nyanza Beach Club which promised a “plethora of facilities.” I couldn’t think of three words I wanted to hear more. “Plethora of facilities” – it sounded like magic, nirvana, the promised land. The market was fascinating, and very busy. Its main wares
Curious kids checkin' the mzungu
Market day
were shoes and clothing, clothing which comes over from North America in bulk. If you ever wondered where bridesmaid dresses go, I have found their afterlife. After the market the Club lived up to its billing, and godammit I did not feel guilty about the pool. Well, a little guilty, but this was assuaged by the uplifting feeling of being clean. We finished our time there with some Tusker beer and and happily returned to the camp site.
