Sleeping in a tree house

Hey, so you remember I bathed in a canoe in a tree house not so long ago. Well, my friend Karen and I got a voucher for a free return visit (as there was a mix-up with our accommodation the first night we stayed on our yoga weekend). Score!

So, to celebrate Madaraka Day (a holiday to mark Kenyan gaining self-rule after Independence from the British) we escaped the city and went ALL the way to Karen! (So it was really like a stay-cation, as I was only in the car for about 40 minutes!).

There was no canoe this time...but our tree house had the best view of the Ngong Hills.

Ngong is the Maasai word for knuckles. See it?

My friend Karen (whom I stayed with in Karen, got it?) had to work far too hard, so I basically spent the time chilling out my myself, drinking endless pots of tea, then wine, writing report comments (makes me more honest!!) and reading. (Oh, I did also write a blog post, but think I had too many drinks by that time...it might need a bit of editing!) But mostly, I just sat and stared onto the Ngong Hills, mesmerized by them. Reflecting on my time in Kenya and thinking about my future. (Did I mention I was drinking wine!?)

Sweet huh! The food and service was also fantastic. You can go to the lodge just for a meal. I would recommend it!

Around the campfire in the evening we discovered that every guest (bar my friend) was a teacher. Oh the joy!

Now, just so you don't think I live a charmed life,I'll tel you, I did not sleep a wink. A little cut in my toe got infected and decided to throb all through the night. (Friends, you will be pleased to know that I did not in fact have to get it amputated...anti-biotics only. Panic over!)