KENYA: DAY FOUR. "EVENING"
As if our day wasn’t interesting enough, we had an opportunity to head into a Maasai village tonight. We were welcomed very warmly by the men of the group who first performed a typical “jumping” ceremony. (See my instagram for a video.) It was unreal! They explained that this jumping practice was a regular occurance and that the higher the man jumps, the more girlfriends he can acquire. Polygamy is celebrated here. Many of the men have a number of wives and girlfriends. The males are definitely the dominants and the females are left to make babies and care for the children.
I learned an immense amount about these kind, beautiful people and am thankful for the visit. Truth be told though, once again, witnessing their living conditions was really difficult. You just can’t possibly conceive what it must be like to exist like this. One the one hand it’s devastating. The hut you see in the photo sometimes houses a family of 10. There of course is no electricity, no running water. The floors are made of mud and the cots for sleeping are only covered by cow skin - no mattresses. There is this overwhelming desperation for money. Showing up as “the white man” or “zungu” as they call us feels somewhat uncomfortable to be honest. I can’t help but wonder what they hear about Americans, what conclusions they draw about our affluent society, and what they particularly make a of a group of white chicks with cameras ascending on their village with stuffed pocketbooks. I was happy to shop their market which wSome really special pieces about my memorable time there.
I left the village feeling sad about the kids who don’t have shoes, are covered flies, and are regularly stepping over animal dung. But…. this is their life. They love their people, their village, their community. I gave them my love, said a prayer, and will cherish the memories.
Tomorrow we travel 8 hours by van to Lake Victoria. The journey continues to unfold.