Thursday, July 8, 2010

Sue's Barn, The Tent, Awakened By Screams

My arrival at my sister Sue's place allowed me to finally visualize the barn that she calls home. She has converted it into a comfy place to lay her head, entertain, work, cook, and live. But it is still a barn and lacks many of the comforts that my life in Toronto would have considered, um, basic.


Her toilet is lovingly referred to as the "long drop" and is a convenient 25 paces from the barn.


Despite the impact of barn life and being informed that I will be staying in a tent (more on that later), I was simply too shattered to process the information and needed to sleep. I went to bed and may have been asleep before my head hit the pillow.

Hours later, and still delirious from my trip, I woke suddenly to what I thought were the screams of infants being murdered by a crazed, axe-wielding psychopath. I bolted upright in my bed and heard yet more screaming. As quickly as it had started it ended. I heard no commotion, nor sirens, nor voices and simply sat there in bed confused. I waited and waited until I could take the silence no more and eased myself back to sleep. A short while later, I awoke to more screaming. The pattern repeated as silence replaced the screaming and no further commotion could be heard. I again drifted back to sleep. Just then, it all happened again - the screaming and nothing else. I concluded that this must simply be the sounds of Africa and went back to sleep.

Later that morning I awoke refreshed but confused. I asked Mahala, Sue's housekeeper, about the noise and she happily pointed to a small, gray furry animal in the tree between Sue's barn and my tent. This is a Tree Hyrax and was completely responsible for the sounds I heard:


When I asked Sue about it, she simply didn't think it was worth mentioning to me. Let's just say that my first night in Nairobi was quite a bit different from almost any other night in my life, let alone any night in Toronto.

Here's a shot of the luxury accommodation that is my tent. As tents go, it is jolly nice. But it is still a tent.

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