Tag Archives: Human Nature

Part 5 – Westgate

After some time, and several more phone calls, it had become clear that this woman, this helpful stranger, was my only hope.  In hindsight, I probably could have been a little more confident and independent and selected a trustworthy taxi driver from the crowds of men shouting “Taxi? Taxi!” in my face.

But I wasn’t confident.

I didn’t feel independent.

I was totally alone.

I was starting to question whether my charity was even real. Continue reading Part 5 – Westgate

Part 4 – Stranger

Three hours after my flight had touched down in Kenya, I was relieved to be sitting.

Sat on a knee-high wall at the exit to the airport, I had finally given up and removed my backpack, resting it safely upright between my knees.

Still no sign of a pick-up. Continue reading Part 4 – Stranger