I'm starting to wonder if my teeth are going to rattle right out of my skull and just how much extra it would cost to make the return trip by helicopter. I had no idea still existed. The barren plains are spotted with circular huts made of mud and dung with thatched roofs. Often you could see the structure's exposed bamboo skeleton. Tall, slender Maasai wearing shockingly bright red and navy, checked, striped and nearly plaid oversized sashes of fabric take long strides.
Young boys herd cattle and goats.
Small girls carry water in yellow plastic vegetable oil containers on their heads. Young men with their faces painted in intricate white lattice patterns, wearing black, feathers in their hair and a spear in their hand stand by the road. Wandering about, they have been cast out from their villages to fend for themselves as they await their circumcision ceremony that will make them men. Unexpectedly, we come to a congested area. Buildings, bicycles, people everywhere.