Turning around and waving goodbye to my family before going to my flight was like a scene from a movie, couldn't help but cry! That was me for the rest of the day, I don't usually cry much but I didn't stop that day! I was such a wreck that I was pulled over for a bag check and swabbed for drugs in both Glasgow and London airport! And was also pulled to the side so my passport could be checked and asked questions like how long i planned to stay in Kenya for?!
London airport, I didn't realize how big it was until we took off and flew past it all! Thought I had been sitting in the departure lounge ... however was in the wrong place entirely for a good half hour, which resulted in a mad dash to the plane! It was really delayed though so I needn't have worried. Last thing mum text me was to try and get some sleep on the plane... next thing, a woman with a month old baby sits next to me. Fabulous!
Plane was awesome though, never been on one so big! TVs, pillows, blankets, juice as soon as I got on the plane, loved it. Airplane food was surprisingly good, was well fed! Watched a big of Nanny Mchpee but slept most the way.
Getting off the plane and navigating the airport was so confusing! Managed to get my visa easily, they scanned my fingerprints though! Raging I paid 50pounds for my yellow fever jag which is apparently a legal requirement and wasn't even checked! Coming out of baggage reclaim was kinda terrifying, was met by a sea of faces all holding names on paper and shouting out. Stumbled upon a help desk who called IVHQ for me and i was finally bundled into a taxi with two other volunteers. First thing I noticed was the crazy driving, there doesn't seem to be any rules, overtaking happens anywhere, there is no such thing as courteous driving, and I'm not sure if an MOT is a requirement here looking at most of the vehicles!
Got to our accommodation for the night, was pretty run down with chickens roaming everywhere but a bed to sleep on. Met another volunteer Danny, had been here for 3 months already so took us out and taught us some ground stuff on what we would need to know living in Kenya. Like when a car comes, you really move off the road or you will be hit! He was involved in a hit and run but luckily wasn't injured badly. He also taught us one of the most used words with us - Mzungo - which means white or English speaking person, basically someone not from Africa. He also taught us his motto, TIA- This Is Africa, which I am coming to use a lot!
Danny took us to his local bar that evening, where I had my first Tusker - sadly I'm still not a beer drinker, but it was more drinkable than other beers.