The one with the Church music (Kerry)

Today we started our Church shopping with an Anglican Church in the center of Nairobi. This was an old Cathedral built by the British during the opening years of the colony and still has that old colonial feel, only now the congregation was 98 percent African. The service started with your standard Episcopal role call: hymns, readings, the prayer book, the apostles creed, etc, all occurring exactly as they were laid out in the program, when all of a sudden we got to the printed "free worship time"  and then we knew we were in Africa because someone started drumming, someone grabbed the mike and the place exploded in a burst of Swahili worship songs with various hand movements and lots of clapping.  Andy and I stereotypically struggled to stay on the beat (think Steve Martin in "The Jerk").  And then, just like it started, the "free worship time" ended and we went right back to the program until the end of the service which only ended up lasting 2 hours which, for an African church, was pretty remarkable.  We liked the Church and plan to visit some more before making a final decision.  


We spent the rest of the day running various errands to try to get our TV hooked up and WiFi and we were only marginally successful.  At some point my mother called and passed the phone around to various relatives from Mississippi that I had never met which was mildly awkward but not entirely unexpected knowing my family.  Andy built our first fire in the fireplace tonight and so I am going to sign off to go and enjoy it!

(note from Andy: we promise the next entry will have original pictures, even if they are just of me or Kerry typing the next entry)