Guest house palaver

Morning all.

So, I don't know if I mentioned in my last post, but there are some building works going on at the guest house at the moment. They are rebuilding the roof. Yesterday morning was mine and Matt's first experience of the re-roofing, and we weren't best pleased. I came out in the morning and had to dodge tiles that were flying off the roof. Later on in the morning, after Matt had tried to impress upon the contractors that safety was a big issue, he decided that everyone should move out of the guest house. Guests and attachees included. Amongst us we decided on Upper Hill campsite and hostel, the backpackery type place up the road. It's quite nice, although I had a bit of a mission finding a hot shower this morning, and still didn't get one. I'll try and suss out the situation a bit better tomorrow. It would rather take my chances with the guest house but the power has been turned off as there was an issue with the roofers being electrocuted. Great. This does mean I am rapidly running out of clothes and may have to sneak in to the guest house to wash some trousers later as otherwise I will have nothing to wear very soon. Although Godfrey has promised he'll try and get the power on for this evening so I can do it then.

Last night, as I had food that needed eating, I offered to cook at the guest house before we all went out to the cinema. I ended up cooking for 8 people. By candlelight. Most of the time with all of them standing around in the kitchen watching me. It was nice I suppose, that instead of buggering off to the lounge like most men would do, they stayed behind to help and chat. And yes, I was the only girl there. It was quite nice actually, after a rather female dominated week the week before I went up to Kapenguria I much prefer the company of a big group of guys.
Anyway, so I cooked a thai green noodle soup, which was ok, but I had decided against putting the chillies into the soup, and then regretted it later when it really didn't have any kick at all. Not even a weak nudge. But James chopped them up to add later. Which I did and then realised I can't quite handle raw chillies yet and had a small coughing fit. Anyway, the meal was a success. I think everyone enjoyed it. And then we all packed off to the cinema, leaving the washing up to... well, no-one as yet. But having done all the cooking for 7 other people I flatly refuse to wash up.

So Matt had procured the keys to the landrover, so he drove us all the Westgate in that. I nabbed the front seat, obviously, and all the others got in the back, bumping around all over the place. heh heh. We went to see Clash of the Titans, and it was Mzuri Monday Madness so we all got out ticket, a small popcorn, a drink and either chocolate or a hot dog for 550ksh (118ksh to the pound at the mo). Bargain.
So, Clash of the Titans. Well, what can I say about it. Ummm, it was a bit rubbish really. I enjoyed it, as a fantasy fan, but those who weren't couldn't really appreciate it. But I think everyone had a good time, and Emmanuel enjoyed himself, so that was good (Emmanuel is Matt's friend from Pokot, who had never been to a cinema before). I was sat in between Matt and Laurence's friend from the African Studies course, whose name I can't remember, but we had quite a giggle referencing other stuff. The kid from About a Boy was in it, which gave us a laugh. Not quite sure what he was meant to be doing but he wasn't great. He seemed to just pout a lot and look pretty with his long hair. And we managed to get a couple of Lost references in although the only one I can remember now is the smoke monster.

So that was a laugh, then Matt dropped us off at the Institute so we could all swop cars, and James drove the rest of us back to the campsite. Did I mention I'm sleeping in a tent? It's a very nice one, has electricity and two beds. The only thing I am lacking is a mirror. But I'll grab mine from the guest house today. That and ear plugs. The morning chorus this morning was a little too much to handle!

Right, I suppose I should get some work done today. I'm sorting through photos of the event at the moment. Picking out what I want to get printed and what I want to make into a collage for Phoebe. And I also need to send some emails to figure out what the hell I'm going to do with my life when I get back, and if I can afford the time to go back to Buendia in September. It would mean I only get about 2 1/2 weeks back home before having to set off again. Which I don't mind, I'm quite happy that by August I will only have spent 6 weeks in England, but my issue is with getting a job to enable me to start my masters. So if anyone has any tips on funding, loans, etc, then please do let me know. Also accommodation as I will be have to find somewhere pronto. I'm thinking about halls again, but maybe finding ones more appropriate this time.

Right then. Hope everyone is well. Love to you all!
xxx