Rift Valley Look-out
Sunday, August 28, 2005
The air immediately freshens as we leave the city and head up a hilly road. Our first stop is a look-out point over the countryside of the Rift Valley where merchants are gathered to sell sheepskins, colourful blankets, and wooden animals.
Ah, tourists! The merchants beam as we dismount from our vehicle.
I have firmly resolved not to buy souvenirs the first day--I want to buy wooden elephants after I've seen a live one and not before. Besides, the nature of the little lockers in the truck give us a natural restriction on how much shopping we'll be able to do.
One of the merchants, an elderly man dressed in layers of blankets, joins me at the look-out balcony. He shows me three Canadian pins he has collected from people passing through.
The pilings for these look-out buildings look as if they might crumble down the hillside at any moment, but they hold firm long enough to see us on our way again.
The air immediately freshens as we leave the city and head up a hilly road. Our first stop is a look-out point over the countryside of the Rift Valley where merchants are gathered to sell sheepskins, colourful blankets, and wooden animals.
Ah, tourists! The merchants beam as we dismount from our vehicle.
I have firmly resolved not to buy souvenirs the first day--I want to buy wooden elephants after I've seen a live one and not before. Besides, the nature of the little lockers in the truck give us a natural restriction on how much shopping we'll be able to do.
One of the merchants, an elderly man dressed in layers of blankets, joins me at the look-out balcony. He shows me three Canadian pins he has collected from people passing through.
The pilings for these look-out buildings look as if they might crumble down the hillside at any moment, but they hold firm long enough to see us on our way again.
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