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I am happy to announce i am alive.So far so good- After landing in Nairobi i was received by distant funny looking relatives; thougth good looking-- they were funny looking. Apparantly they arranged for me another flight to mombasa. I am to stay here a week or two then i am off to Malindi. Then drive to Nairobi to visit family & also visit the famous safari parks.The flight to MBS was short & very firghtening- i had to share next seats with pure, dark adoons. As a good girl, i endured. Although the proof of lack of deaodrant was obvious-- my hijaab prooved a very substantial help---it perfomed the duty of covering my nose.


MBS is fascinating in its own bizarre way.The first day i had a slight headache-- i went to panic.I thought to myself, oh my god--"U have Malaria".I quickly ran to the nearest Hindhu doctor--& she looked at me wanting to slap me.IT was only a slight headache nothing at all she said.Although i obliged & left her clinic-- i refused to think her 'right'.Alhamdhulilah i am recovered now. The inhabitants are a mixture of adoons,(i am told many adoon migrated from rural areas) & muslim-bajuun looking swahilis. The culture of Islam is great here. Every corner there is a masjiid- Alhamdhulilah. The swahilis most look like tanned arabs & others look like a faint distance Hawiya looking prople,dark, 25% adoon looking.IT is an astonishingly bizarre place. Here a female cannot walk around without Hijaab. I am not complaining since--it definitely comes handy. A full protection of odor & a shield for my astonishing beauty. The weather is favorable, there is rain now & then- the wind is cool in the evening & in the early morning--when the rooster wakes you up. The adiin (they call it Muadiin) wakes us up. There is no sun heat. Alhamdhulilah.


So far i have seen limited family members. Mostly my husbands family-- i must say-- they are down to earth village people. How i envy their serene way of existance. (This envy' is a lie).They are quite ordinary looking people-i have not seen a beauty i can praise. The men here are shorter than our sweet Michael italia. (although a few are tall) Their behavior just like that of our beloved Luggooyo. Their speech just like our suju Cool man. Most of them--their teeth abused by Jaad --Just like our good hearted Hannah. In brief, i am profoundly frightened!!!!!!!!



I will keep you aprised of any other shocking development that needs any close inspection & reporting. Untill then--or as they say here---- Kwaheri Kuwanana"

PS: What is this bombing in London??? I hope there is NO commotion when i fly there after three weeks! Pray for me.

Basra

You never told us how big your two are? Never! Every other girl here hinted at them at least once - melons, papayas, oranges, apples, eggs and eggs fried have all been mentioned. But you never talk about your two or indeed if you have been broken into yet.

Even your dream husband seems asexual not bothering any part of you above the shoeline. So tell us something to make following your journey into africa more exciting. What have you got under that Hijab?

Basra macanto, why cover your nose? Doesn't that increase the risk for infection? I just saw a peice on the tv about plastic surgery..so sad. It starts with a nose reduction..and then before you know it: voila! Michael Jackson!

Your nose is not only beautiful, it's also advantage from a evolutionary point of view! (More oxygen will enter your oro-pharynx and thus you will have a faster replacement of O2 against CO2). Just ask dhuuso_dheer. You stay proud girl

I just wonder what she was thinking when she wrote that crap while sitting in some rundown internet cafe in downtown nairobi drinking shaah served by mushunguli...caloosha, do u think some1 would care?

Hey I almost forgot..do you think you could fix me an autgraph from your dumashi Mathai? She is so cool . And say hi to the rest of your lovely inlaws from me

LOLGalol -- what is this nastiness you are talking about??? And why do you care about the 'asexuality' of my husband??? Do u want to shukaansi him??? Sorry he does not play that vallyball team.

Waar uskut baan kuidhii!!


Adaana nayaahee-- naa maxaa kuhaya??? Ba'ah! LOOOL I hope this sweet semi- animosity is not as a result of me abusing these adoons here. In fact one is just behind me reading what i am typing---habeeen madoow--i fear for my life!!! Anyway walaale---You & Galol --- shut up---your sujuniimo is acknowledged but not appreciated. Now go play masaai or something!



Lionheart@loooool My crazy twin!! WAVE!!!!



Waryaa u are very right--except i am in a Mombasa cafe not nairobi. I cried to my husband not to take me there for i have heard extreme stories of horrors & ugliness--something that i cannot tolerate.


Anyway my Husband does say helloo--he is sitting beside me laughing at what i am typing. Adiue yaa people!!!

Basra

What is "saqaajaannimo" about breasts? surely two of the most beautiful sights in mother nature. So what makes a grown-up woman like you freak out everytime anything remotely sexual is mentioned? I noticed this in you on many occassions. So you are either as frigid as a fish on a cold day; a Lesbian (which is fine can I watch please once before I die?) or something more disturbing like being not a really a woman at all but an Mbuzi with a computer or something.

Worse case scenario: disaster happened during the visit from the midgaanta and she sliced-off more than she should have. I really genuinely hope I am wrong.

"not a really a woman at all but an Mbuzi with a computer or something."


LOOOOL Galol if this will make you NOT engage in sexual inuendo
every time i comment about a sensitive subject of yours--then YES i am a mbuzi who has no breats!!!!!







Besides why do you really like to talk about sex when addressing me? Dont you know i am 'not' married??? You went so far as calling my husband asexual----based on what??? LOOL your horniness has no boundaries walaahi. I kid you not, you are some messed up saqajaan!!! Anyway-- being that i am among your ugly, stinking suju people-- i rather not piss you off more --since you may send these ninja walking beside me to irradicate me- so i will shiiish!! LOOOOL


Kwaheri mpenzi mbuzi! LOOOOOL

Eww!! It's back!!! It's back!!!

Kill it

Basra

OK juts tell us then! How big are they? and do you have one of those everyday-is-cold-day permaently pointed nipps or little mountain-in-a-sleepy-lake type ones?

My trip so far has been a blessing.I have seen a lot of things here. My goodness for one--- the place is dusty. Their means of transport dreadful. They call it matata. (I think) It is small mini van with congested population of adoons. The odor smell is intolerable. Where we reside is close to a beach.A very ritzy undisclosed hotel. It is beautiful in its own white sand way. The place is like nothing i have seen before. The hotel staff are quite friendly & sweet. The food is delicious. I ate what they call 'biriani'-- quite yummy i must shout!!!!!! I love it! Absolutely love it! The hotel is simple- all mahogany wood material in architectural sense, it is not bad at all. But after leaving our hotel & enter the city ---rather not a city but a dusty mini city--life becomes decidely impoverishing.


We sleep in a net!!!! The mosquito's are huge here. There is this pesticide that the mombasans use called----appropriately if i might add-- DOOM!!!! I must say i love the name-- i devour in spraying at every one of them who dares to want to bite me. I actually run them down around the hotel untill other tourists stare at me in a weird manner!



SO far so good -- i am alive. I am off to the beach now! Take care everybody-----Muuuuaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! I loff you not right now!

PS: Galol-----shut up---u know that i am sharp' & pointy'!!



Kittty Kitty Kitty--missed ya too huuno!

Galol
Sxb if you are like the old timer who once said: Intaan lahaa tan ayaa xalus weyn, tan ayaa xaydh wayn ayaan ku xaraashay xayntii. Then Basra is a real Gem. The perfect Qalanjo that one would gamble all his possessions and wealth on. Her belly and chest sports a Xalus and Xaydh like you never seen, when she walks her "KUN-LABA-KUN-walk", all the Hippos and female Elephants feel so jealous and admire in envy. Seeing her two humongous buttocks which are bursting with baruur and a lot of dufan, polish against each other would transport you back to gu'gii murugaale.

It you are not an old timer that can tame such a priced gem, then don't even think about it. All that big pile jelly-belly would reck you immobile and in no time you will be gasping for fresh-air or even worst you'll be suffocated to death. In otherwords, a suicide mission.




But if you want think the idea of pissing through 6 inches of clothes with a 3 inch penis seems like a something to tryout (which btw was only done on top of Mount Everest ), then go ahead. But Instead I'd suggest you to go and find an Aphrodite's type (The Greek goddess) or mid dhexdu tahay taako, labada naasna sidii hooto waran hore u soo jeedaan.

Maroodi@looooooooooooooool


I see i am not your type. What you are describing is a Maroodi female--well look no further.Talk to Hannah or GogoradCaloleey!!! LOOOOOL


Je suis trez petite-- monsiuier! LOL



Tame this gem??? Why do u think i need taming??? I tame my husband, not the other way around.So usskuut billa edeeb! You & Galol are two perverts who just fanstasize on cyber females--get a life!!!! Why can't we have a world where there is no sex--no other common ground--other than common ground: Common Caano geel!

Basra

Although I'm officially at ... with you, but, I'm obliged (not out love, but from the perspective of your despicable Bostonian environment) to tell you that if you have enough $$$ to spare, and want to have a good time, go to Zanzibar. What a honeymoon? Back to your roots of your journey to Boston. Enjoy your married life and I hope to be a successfull, enjoyable and productive one.

But watch out for little pickpocketers like;

Big Max.

Basra LOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
How you wished the forum had another Calooley so this little boat could sink.

When man developed a decent brain to make tools (stone age), they also discovered that the females were of varrying sizes and shapes, some were drop dead gorgeous (Gogarad), some were sexyl and beautiful (Hannah), some were butt ugly (Jazminda), some were like Basra and some were professionals (Axlaan who discovered the first profession known to mankind) . In fact the oldest joke in the book was about a female who resembled more like a Dinosaur. So one day in stone age era, one extremely funny lad, perhaps the first commedian, cracked the first joke and all the Filinstonians laughed "guh gah gah"


Man has been doing it since yonks and you are talking about perverts.