Being back in Africa is sunshine and walking in flip-flops in the dust and frangipanis in my hair.
Driving in Nairobi is tangled traffic and rickety matatus and the wrong side of the road and twisted back roads flanked by fancy houses behind barbed wire.
Being home is reading on the couch and tea seven times a day and focacia and decorating the Christmas tree.
And now, jetlag is taking over. So good night. P.S. 2 days til Christmas!