Africa seems so far away when you locate it on a map.
And an eight and a half hour plane journey really isn't that bad.
But the experience you get when you hit Kenya from the UK.
Its an experience in my life, that I will never forget.
Getting off the plane was a relief, it meant I could stretch my legs and look around a bit at the new environment.
There were palm trees in the soft glow of the street lights, and me, being a typical brit, found it hard to take in that it actually didn't look a lot different from England.
One thing I did notice though, was the feeling I got when I got off the plane. As soon as I stepped onto the runway, the humidity hit me and clung on to my skin, The jumper and the jeans I was wearing clung tightly too, and I breathed in that earthy air of Africa.
The jouney here had been eventful, myself and my five friends had to work hard for this life time opportunity. We had to raise the money to get there, and raise the money to get the equipment we needed.
But at the end of the day, it was the adventure ahead of us that motivated us to carry on.
And we were there, In the capital of Kenya itself.
Nairobi.
IN PROGRESS.....
Its a good size for a prologue though.....
