The first picture is of kids on the side of the street while you drive. You are not allowed to take pictures as you drive or of the Masai people. After I asked one of the Masai men why i couldn't take pictures of them he came out with the truth that they know they can get money for getting pictures. Money runs not only America but apparently nomadic Masai people. The second picture is of the guy we paid to show us his village. Then there is the picture of Mel and I in this little hut, which houses a family of 10 people. It is totally dark and you have no idea what you are touching, smelling, or sitting on, not really okay for me. The last picture is of the entrance to the village, then before it is the area where their goats sleep and there has to be a guy sleeping in that hut, where he is sitting, to watch over the goats. There are two things i have to mention about the experience. First, to get the true feeling of what it was like there you should sit under a space heater and shove your face in a pile of dung and then look at the pictures...then you will truly be in the zone. It was the worst smell I have ever smelled in my whole life, i mean they are interesting people but i do not have any idea how they live with the smell or the flies. Second, the Masai NOMADIC man told me i should call him, and gave me his CELL PHONE number, and then i could also EMAIL HIM. What kind of nomadic authentic culture has cell phones and email, HOTMAIL....i was so shocked and taken back that I had to just get in the van and sit is shock. But now I can email a Masai guy who could or could not be even in the AREA.
Mel wore our antlers that were purchased from the village on her head...yes, i asked her to do it...she is such a good listener. Then these are the people of that village and they were so nice to us. The little boy with his mom was so cute. The last two pictures are when Mel and I and the other guy on the trip in the little hut from before. So where Mel and I are is the sleeping area for TEN people! Then where the guy is pointing is where they cook....he has no idea where he is pointing, he had just felt something. It was completely PITCH BLACK in this hut and that is why there is a WEIRD look on my face. We actually only saw what was in this place when we looked back at the pictures. oh it was a little too small and WAY to dark for me, but it was a once in a life time opportunity so i jumped at the chance.
