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I don't want to go home. And I don't have much to write about this week. We spent it all in Nairobi 'cause we had to show that we aren't illegal. We had some few open days because they didn't want to accept my documents, so me and my homeboy Elder Nyanhamo were able to go back to the stomping grounds, Lucky Summer and Zimmerman, and see the place again. It was amazing. Nice to see my home again, and talk to the people I used to interact with everyday. Lady I used to buy veggies from was very excited to see me, and a lady who has a small hotel (restaurant) across from my old apartment just about fell out of her chair. The moment I walked in the old compound, one of the little kids playing in the parking lot dropped her skateboard and immediately ran up to me and gave me a hug. It was nice.
Something spiritual that happened over there: Contacted a guy when we were in line at the immigration center and found out he was from the Zimmerman area, gave him the phone number of the sisters in Zimmerman. We went to Zimmerman in a place called trm and when we were about to walk into a store, I was like, wait a second, I got a funny feeling that we oughta go over here first, cause I want to check if one of my old friends is still working over here. They weren't, but when we were walking back to the store we were gonna go in, who do I run into? The guy from the immigration center, and he is like, "Yeah now for sure I'm gonna call those sisters! Wow!" and then he called them on the spot and they have an appointment to meet, so woohoo!
Love you all,
elder fraga
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