it's funny that i had to travel halfway around the world to feel this way, but i'm am wholly in love with the countryside. the rural areas of kenya are so beautiful i can't understand for the life of me why people live in the cities. nairobi is a dump, in the same way that new york city is a dump -- although it has a nice veneer, car exhaust is so thick that you choke on the air, your mucuous is perpetually black and for every person that you see driving a mercedes there are five barefoot children sniffing glue.

i want to move into the middle of the wilderness and grow pineapples. fields and fields of pineapple, maize, and plaintain.