A Saturday in Kisumu

After taking a good rest in a simple, but spacious hotel in Kisumu, I install myself on the rooftop of the hotel in order to go through my paperwork. Sitting in a shady place and enjoying a fresh breeze from lake Victoria sure makes typing and wiritng a most enjoyable activity. Yet, I clearly underestimated the breeze. There is a sudden blow, all my papers are thrown to the ground and with them my phone. My virtually undestroyable, off-road proof Nokia from 2003 (!) doesn't cope this time. I once dropped it from a third floor, it burst into pieces and when I put it back togehter again, it produced its welcoming beep as if nothing had happended. Not today. After a few vain attempts to repair the mobile, I go downstairs, looking for someone to help me. The first guy I bump into refers to himself as a technician. That turns out to be utterly true: after five minutes of meticulous analysis, he pulls my most faithful phone back into life! Back on the rooftop I meet a young lady and get to talk to her. She turns out to be a medical doctor doing her research in the field of HIV transmission. We find out that her team will drive to Siaya on Monday morning - this is exactly where I need to go as well by the same time! She offers a lift and I gladly accept. Like that, William, our project-coordinator, doesn't need to come to Kisumu the night before to pick me up. We save around 4000 Shilling like that - money that can be spent on much smarter things than fuel and accommodation! Nyanza Reproductive Health Society, you sure made my day!