Homeward Bound

We've made it to the Amsterdam airport, glorious mecca of travelers delights that it be. Our last night in Kenya was spent taking ridiculously hot showers in our "nice" hotel (the shower was lacking a shower curtain so the bathroom was soaked all night and the next morning, but damn was it grand), eating italian food that might have otherwise seemed remedial but reawakened our taste buds, drinking red wine, and watching bad tv. How i will miss the second season of the bachelor. Fortunately for me, i can find out what happens.
The next day we were charged with finishing this dopey video we were ordered to make by our research advisors. Aside from being time consuming and a royal pain in the ass, it was pretty neat to see the editing software used by the film company we found through some connections at the national newspaper. We also got to see raw footage of the weddings of many of Nairobi's finest, a couple of work banquets full of dozing and giggling employees, and sadly, a funeral for a woman with seven names.
The day ended up in one of the street markets. I really wanted a spear, since owning tribal weapons is fun and exciting, however the guy would not budge on the price and i knew damn well they could be purchased for substantially less in one of the other markets. So i'll have to get one of those next time.
After substantial negotiation involving about 6 phone calls between paul and lantei to some guy they knew that had a cab (actually maybe he has a car and likes to tell people its a cab- its hard to tell these things) we had also hired a ride to the airport. We almost got into four accidents, though only half would have been caused by our driver. Making it to the airport aubree wrestled with security a bit about sending her film through the uberXray machines they have barricading every entrance. For a country that has such limited infrastructure, they certainly have airport security figured out-we got xrayed and checked about three or four times, including right before boarding the plane.
Now we sit, doing internet activities since its ass early in the morning and we have just enough time to want to leave the airport but not enough time to actually leave the airport. Fortuntaely the duty free shops are open so if we require any chocolate or multipackls of miniature whiskey bottles, we know that we have options. And so these things go.