So, as I’m sitting here in a usual spot – the living room at Mayfield Guesthouse, Nairobi – I suddenly realize two things:  1.  I have not written anything since arriving – oh, maybe a few email responses, but no blogs or travel updates; and, 2. We did not drill a single well while I was here – or even try.  I tell you, that is so unusual.

Nonetheless, I still believe that a lot was accomplished.  Our garage is now usable for safely storing our drilling equipment – and we repaired 2 wells during these last 2 weeks.  I was also successful in receiving our NGO Registration Certificate, while in Nairobi,  and setting up an NGO bank account.  In addition, I completed verification for my current work permit – which was a recent requirement of the Kenyan government. Not only that, but our friend, Isaac Zoedah, has been busy fixing shallow wells in Liberia with More-water funds during this time (more on that to come – with photos).

One other major accomplishment by MoreWater4Kenya was the completion of a large rainwater cistern in the Kaptembwa slums, Nakuru, Kenya.  This work, which included the rain gutters and downspouts, was jointly funded by More and KenyaREAL, who are the main sponsors of this incredible (emerging) Christian school and church, Calvary Fellowship.  Our engineer/driller, Geoffrey Ndungu, went there and deftly managed this work for us (see photos).  Nakuru is a beautiful city on a lake in central Kenya, about 200 km west of Nairobi.  Lake Nakuru is well known for its large pink flamingo population.

Ah then, not so bad a trip after all, I tell myself.  Not only that, but I also participated in two worship services, one in Shimba Hills and the other, in Nakuru, and even had a few opportunities to capture a swim in the Indian Ocean and relax a bit.  However, for most of the time, at least while on the coast, I was dealing with the rain – and its debilitating effect on so many unimproved roads in Kenya.  Fortunately, I had my trusty 1998 Range Rover Defender to carry us over some really muddy hills and plunge through knee high mud lakes within the roadways.  Such fun!  .  .  .  and excitement!  I love it!

However, what was even exciting than that, may seem to many as unremarkable, since it happened so silently, and nearly continuously – to the point of becoming unnoticeable.  That was the constant collection of water from a single faucet, just outside our complex. I tell you that I never saw a time, during the daylight hours – and even well into the night (for the two nights that I stayed in the small room that we built in the back of the garage) – when someone was not collecting water from our More Water well.

When I commented about this, after seeing it for several days, Justin told me that some of the boys that we would see coming on boda-bodas (motor cycles) travel from many kilometers away, to carry water back to their neighbors in other communities that have no good water.  I cannot tell you what joy that brings to my heart – to know that many people, from near and far, can now come to our place – MoreWater4Kenya – to receive the free gift of maji (water).  Already, Justin also tells me, many people have come to know this place as More Water – even before we have painted our logo on the garage.  Good news does travel fast, eh?

Live blessed,