Nairobi Fashion

It is difficult to think about getting dressed to walk across hot, barren fields in colors that animals will like, but not like too much. I guess the colors animals like are ones that blend into the surroundings-no white, blue, beige, pink, orange, yellow or red. So far I have pants that are tank and sage. Next I need to find shirts that will coordinate with those colors though I’m not really sure tank is a color.

Morani, the old, tame rhino who is the camp pet will be the only rhino I want to spend any time observing. In fact, I hope to finish three or four novels by flashlight in the straw hut while I’m there. I’m also now listening to Rush daily to prepare for political discussions with the liberals in camp.

I’m bantering on about trivia when I’m really focused on more solemn situations. Bill’s wonderful brother, Sonny, suffered a fatal heart attack yesterday at the age of 78. When I spoke with him a few weeks ago he was joking about Britney Spears and Pantygate, leaving me in hysterics. He was always amusing and spent most of his life caring for his family and others.

Raymond was turned down for a liver transplant because of his age, pacemaker, and who knows what else. They are thinking of approaching two other liver transplant centers for consideration. These are tough times for Claire who is the outstandingly commendable nurse, travel coordinator, and vigilant medical expert.

So I hope you have your travel items in mind. I will appreciate any suggestions and now I'm off to break in my new, inexpensive boots.