After two weeks of travelling around Kenya, there are about three main things we have learnt. First, how little you need to be happy. Africans have this way of life that makes you so aware of what is really important. There was a quote on the roof of a Matatu last week from Joel Osteen. It read, 'Choosing to be positive and having a grateful attitude is going to determine how you're going to live your life.' I thought this summed it all up pretty accurately. Secondly, how fortunate we are to be living in a country like Australia. When you're at home going about daily business you take for granted the fact that there's no corruption, good jobs, clean air and a healthy economy. And last but not least, how to cope with hours and hours of terribly bumpy roads with a thousand million potholes. Especially with a full bladder. This morning we drove to Lake Magadi. With the state of the roads, 150 kilometres took us about 3 hours. The land was so dry and plain and yet there are still Masai living there. They get water trucked to them every morning and evening. We got to the Lake and paid for the entrance. The Masai are so desperate for money they try make it out of anything and everything. Dad had paid for the five of us and Hassan and then the man behind the counter said he needed to pay for the guide. Dad told him that we already had one and that we couldn't fit another person in the car. Apparently we still had to pay for one, even though he wasn't coming... After a long discussion, he agreed that maybe Dad didn't need to pay for someone that wasn't even going. We drove to the Lake and saw thousands of Flamingoes. I love them so much! When Hassan said we could go right up to the water, I started walking but looked down to see this dark brown muddy stuff. I asked and turns out the ground around the whole lake is Flamingo poo that has dried up on the top and is still fresh underneath. Our shoes afterwards were so yuck! There was too much poo to be true! The Hot Springs were about 10 minutes away from the Lake. They were much hotter than we expected and the rocks were so slippery we had to crawl on our knees to get to the other side. Once we had crossed, I heard a few people talking Dutch and Dad went over to them to have a chat. They were filming a documentary on how to make salt for a kids channel in the Netherlands. Not sure what kind of child is going to want to watch that. Waiting for us back at the car was a group of Masai ladies selling their beads (of course). They are everywhere! They appear out of thin air wherever you go! We left Magadi at about 1:30pm. On the way back, we saw a Masai man with bright sneakers and a cellphone in his hand. This is like seeing a caveman on a laptop. At 3:30 we stopped at the Leaky prehistoric site, where they give tours around a large archaeological site. No offence to the business, but it was a pretty boring 1 hour. We finished the tour and were not surprised to find a group of Masai ladies selling stuff again. Once we had left again, we drove past a Masai village that has a man who has 12 wives! The Masai men all have a very deep respect for Anne because she has so many cows at home. She is the Mzee (the boss) out of the five of us when we are around the Masai. In the car, Mum was reading a Kenyan paper that Hassan had gotten for us. She read out the section where it states the recent deaths. It started with: Latest Promotions to Glory. If one wife of a Masai man had been promoted to Glory, it would say her name, then 'wife of' and then it would say 'co-wife'. So different compared to home! We had another great day! Full of interesting and funny facts. We learnt that when a picki picki driver has a drunk passenger and the passenger falls off, the driver doesn't stop for him, but just keeps going! There's a lot of little things that are so unusual!