I think I am almost at the stage where I am stopping to compare everything with Haiti.
At first, of course, it was an easy thing to do - both developing countries, both have struggles and challenges, both have a large expat community.
|Gorgeous Kenya - the Great Rift Valley|
Heck, every individual is each their own.
I left Haiti in early December 2012. It was time to go. I was sad of course; I knew I would miss it (I still miss aspects of it), but I also knew that it was time for something new - a new experience, a new scene.
So, Kenya it turned out to be.
And every day, I know this is the right place for me at this moment. It's kinda awesome to have that feeling.
Now, 2 months in - the majority of which we have been restricted to Nairobi due to the ongoing elections, and I am starting to feel more comfortable in my role, more comfortable in my house, more comfortable with friends.
It is still a work in progress - what I like to call growing pains - but Nairobi is becoming home. And its not a bad home, to be sure.