The Ngong region of Kenya is not a common destination for tourists. The five of us have not yet come across another white person. This is the reason of many eyes watching our every move and observing us closely. I find it surprising that I am not uncomfortable with this. I don't feel scared or unsafe when walking on the roads. I don't feel uncomfortable being the different one, but am more intrigued by everything and everyone. This morning we walked into Ngong town to find a bus to catch to Karen, a bigger community. It is so hard to explain the transportation system in Kenya. We walked to where a huge number of old looking buses were lined up and there were people outside them trying to convince you to take their bus. We asked one man if his bus was going to Karen and he agreed with a 'yeah, why not?' We got on to a very crowded bus that had the door hanging open with someone leaning out it looking for more passengers. In Karen we caught a Matatu to the Karen Blixen museum from the movie "Out Of Africa". A Matatu is an old little van that allows way too many people on and has you sitting on someone else's lap with loud music blaring from the speakers. We walked into the museum and were thrilled to see a Mzungu family there! We walked through a colonial area to get to our next destination. This was, as Anne stated, 'the other side of life in Kenya'. There were large fences around the properties and the houses were like giant castles. We walked until we got to 'Kazuri beads'. This is a business consisting of 340 single mothers who make beads and pottery with their own hands to sell them and earn money (fair trade). We had a tour of their factory and watched them work. They export their work to other countries and also sell it in their shop. What they do is amazing! We had an amazing lunch at the Karen Blixen coffee house. Mum and Anne had their coffee fix and nothing can explain how happy they were to see a Cuppacino after 3 days! Once we had caught a Matatu back to Karen, we went to have a look at some markets close by and this was an experience! Every single salesperson tries as hard as they can to get you hooked and won't give up. It's so hard to say no! You act the slightest bit interested and boom! There they are putting necklaces around your neck and asking for your shirt size or what colour basket you want. Dad tried to bargain with almost everyone and Jette and I felt so bad for them. Suddenly Dad walks up to Anne and asks her to follow. We all went and Dad led us to a group of men selling R.M Williams boots that were not second hand, but worn in! We spent a while talking to them, it was so funny! At one stage I turned around and a guy with a pink basket upside down on his head and a few other objects in his hands was standing there smiling at me. I started talking to him and he was the funniest guy! He made us all laugh so hard with the way he behaved! It is hard saying no to buying their stuff though. Today was another day full of great experiences and we all enjoyed every moment!