Sunday, May 24, 2009

A Maasai Man Never Sells...

Today I went to the English Mass with the girls again. Afterwards, Mum Kate took us to see the land they were looking to buy. The other lands they were looking at actually fell through, but this one was MUCH bigger and a MUCH better deal so it seems to have all worked out! Mum Kate said it was by the grace of God because the man selling it was a Maasai man, and ``A Maasai man never sells.`` The land is absolutely breathtaking, set amid the rolling hills of Kenya.

Then, Lindsey, Nancy, Rebecca and I went to the Ya Ya market, a Maasai market--although Masaai people were not the only tribe represented there. Lindsey and I didn`t want to buy anything since we are going to be here for awhile and if we start buying things now we might end up spending too much. The people at this market were very aggressive. Similar to what I experienced in Ghana, even if you tell them you`re ``just looking`` or you ``didn`t bring any money, today…sorry!``, they`ll still try to get you to start bargaining a price for their necklace or basket or wood carving. You`ll make a lot of friends whose names you`ll soon forget; and while their aggressive nature can often be frustrating, the people are friendly and you have to remind yourself they`re just trying to make a living like anyone else.

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