ON THE ROAD TO NAKURU

There is a large city about two hours from Eldoret called Nakuru; we understand that in this city live two priesthood brethren. We drove over to explore the city, walk around the market and see what reception we received from the people. We stopped at a small market selling suits to ask if they had ties for sale. They did not but directed us down the street a block. As we were walking a man appeared with ties all up and down his arms. Word travels fast! We had a great time in the market, people were very friendly, they asked about our black missionary tags and we handed out about six brochures about the church that day. We returned to our truck and found on our front tire a huge yellow boot, with serious huge claws. (Why didn't I get a picture?) We did not know the city was collecting a parking fee. A little homeless man helped us find the way to the fee collector. We waited in line, received a paper to show how much we owed. Next we had to walk across the street to pay the fee; we found a huge line. I was getting nervous waiting in line because it was getting late in the afternoon, and we did not want to be on the road after dark or in a strange city after dark! We paid the fee but we had to go back across the street to get the paperwork recorded. We were told someone would come to remove the boot. We tipped our homeless friend, the boot remover came, and we got out of town! Here are some shots of the beautiful ride to Nakuru.