And now I'm here. At home, adjusting, missing Johan, unpacking and adding little pieces of Kenya here and there while acknowledging that Nairobi kind of wound up feeling like home too.
Feeling homesick while you're at home is a tricky feeling. Remind me never to get a vacation home.
|(I doubt I have afro-centric readers, but in case I do, then yes, you're right, this Binga basket isn't at all Kenyan but rather Zimbabwean.)|
Anyway, to distract myself, I started cleaning and rearranging our furniture yesterday before eventually putting everything back in the same place as before...and deciding on rearranging art work instead. Time well spent, I tell ya.
(Speaking of which, Johan's celebrity crushes are ScarJo and Mila Kunis. ScarJo, you guys. And Mila Kunis! So at least I get points for originality, amirite?).
In other news, I went straight to the grocery store after my run, where I really had to restrain myself from dancing like him in front of the cooler section while listening to the song for the 100th time. To illustrate, I give to thee the undercover cop dancing merengue in My Blue Heaven. Skip to 0:22 and enjoy!