Happy Honeymoon

Hakuna Shida! No worries. Freeman and Jo are finally reunited in Kenya and loving it. Shame it is culturally inappropriate to kiss in public, we're still getting used to that. As a result, we've gotten very good at playing footsie under the dinner table.

Jo got a passport that confirms her correct gender, always a plus. Your guess is as good as ours on how she got through all her travels and visa applications for 8 years on a passport that listed her with the wrong first and middle name and the incorrect gender. That's cleared up finally with some expedited processing, read small bribe to ministry official.

Florence (Jo's Mom) and Ben have been making many preparations for the large family's arrival throughout the coming week. Frank (Jo's Dad) arrives tomorrow. Ben, Susan, Baby Flo, Florence, Jo, and Free all went out to Carnivore last night. After drinking goat's blood in Tanzania and last night eating a meal consisting of only meat shaved directly from the bone to the plate, with a side of beer, Freeman has officially gone "whole hog" on indulging his carnivorous instincts. He is looking forward to a ritual cleansing in India and perhaps some vegetarian penance (picture him slapping his face with a wet brick of extra firm tofu or a cat's tail made of celery or something.)

It has been amazing to see where Jo grew up and visit places that defined her childhood. Also great to see how much Jo and her mom are alike in many ways (picture digging for missing phones simultaneously in oversize purses while fussing about directions in the front car seats as they navigate the streets of Nairobi). Florence has been taking very good care of us and is very excited about the imminent celebration. The emcee for the evening just entertained Hillary Clinton and has no qualms reminding us of the fact on occasion.

We're going out partying tonight with Jo's best friend from grade school, Nairobi nightlife, Tuskers, and Gin and Stoney Tangawizi...it's really hotting up!