Annamaria in Absentia
Stymied! It means "the emotion provoked when the way to one's goal has been blocked." It is the perfect word to describe my inability to be my real self. I am entering week eight of having to eschew the computer. Were I in what for me anyway is normal mode, I would be spending long hours with my fingers on the keyboard and communing with my characters in East Africa in 1915. Instead, I am walking and walking to ward off pain and making the acquaintance of formerly unnecessary medical specialists. GRRR!
Here, from seven years ago, are some souvenirs of my first trip to Kenya that I hope will elicit your sympathetic understanding. Cross your fingers that today the next new doctor will hand me my get-out-of-stymied card.
My Report from 2014
Here is what I can tell you today. I promise you will hear more about this trip than you likely care to, but take a look at these:
IN NAIROBI
A Visti to Karen Blixen's house
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| "...at the foot of the gong hills." |
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| Lucy, my guide, and a portrait of Karen |
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| Karen's house, now a museum. |
ON THE TOUR OF THE WWI BATTLEFIELDS IN TSAVO:
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| Me, on my way to breakfast, looking very happy because... |
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| ....this is what I have just seen from the walkway. |
LATER THAT DAY:
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| At a delicious lunch under a baobab tree.. |
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An ancient problem is investigated through social research. A poll is taken:
"Which did you eat first, the chicken or the egg," he is asking. It ended in a tie. |
