The last days went very fast doing my best to take care of as many loose ends as possible, as well as saying goodbye to everybody crossing my path.At Merijns school they usually have a kwaheri ceremony on the last day at school, since I work and as good as never pick up Merijn from school I have never attended any. Merijn had to sit in front of everybody, and they sang the short and powerful Kwaheri song. After that received Merijn a booklet in which each of his class mates had written their personal best wishes with little drawings, as well as the teachers. As soon as Merijn met his dad at the Oslo airport this had to be shown and read out loud.
Since I had given away the mattress we did not any place to sleep the last two nights. Miyuki, who rents the bottom of the guesthouse in the picture underneath, allowed us
to stay at her place, filling the floor with suitcases and stuff to be packed. On our last evening she went early home from work to prepare dinner for us and a few guests. This was as good as every diner we have enjoyed at her place, adjusted to everybody’s best wishes, with some interesting Japanese touch. Living in Nairobi would be very hard without friends like Miyuki. 
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