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If you don't have time to wash your own clothes around here , you take what help you can get. A real life Cinderella story if ever we saw one. Gotta run! It looks like the donkey is fitting our pillow sheets inside out.

God TV

Sometimes all you need is a little perspective. We are talking to you, present or past colleague of BSTV. Remember running for your lives through downtown Bergen, an umbrella in one hand and a fresh dv-tape in the other, hoping for once to outsmart both time and technology to air the show on time? Let us introduce you to God TV, our local broadcasting company here in Eldoret, Kenya.

These guys air unknown hours of television every day while simultaneously running a multilingual radio channel. Needless to say, the equipment is sparse, but yet they continue to produce quality religious content for you enjoy. Let's all pray for their continued existence and be grateful for every PD170 that still serves (however reluctantly) our beloved student organization.

African limo

So we're invited over to a couple of friends for dinner. Let's get a cab right? Well that's not how it works in Kenya. Let's get a tractor is more like it. And while you're at it, why not throw the departure at school lunchtime. An entourage of mzungu on display.

And by the way, the trip lasted an hour and a half on muddy country roads. If there is some tailbone left, it's not much to talk about. Next time we'll bring instruments and do an African tour. Now it's time for dessert and a local screening of The Lion King. Seriously!

Matatu madness

We were prepared for some random traffic customs, but 22 people in a 14-seat minibus? Suddenly you see the chauffeur trying to pass the truck in front of you by driving on the left-hand (or wrong) side of the road. Mid passing a speed bump magically appears. The only thing you can do is mumble an 'oh-oh' in best Willy Coyote (or Philip Boit) style. Yeah.

Kisses from Kesses

So, we've been flying below the radar for almost a week now. We know! It's past time to write you suckers back home about stuff like: The men-only bus on Cairo Airport that Maria blindly boarded. The cheerful grunt of the immigration officer welcoming us to Kenya. Aren't those people always lovely. The indescribably bumpy, seven hour long, bus-ride from Nairobi to Eldoret. The donkeys pushing big boulders onto the already bumpy roads. The warm welcome into Dr. Julius Sang's home. The amazing food. The African-time. "Dinner in half an hour!" Read 3 hours. Odin's chicken hypno trick. The kids running after you screaming "Mzungu! Mzungu! Mzungu!" All the other kids, that are EVERYWHERE! The habit of exchanging cows for wifes. The once in a lifetime twin birth experience at Julius' clinic. The endless stream of epic misquotes. The lake view hotel. Maria's African style dreadlocks. The crappy toilets. The outdoor, sunshine, plastic cup showers. The poverty. The people inviting you to their home, and by people we mean EVERYONE! The fifteen times a day tea-time. The incredibly hospitable and warm locals. And the giant bird with a cry like a man barfing.

But we won't. Instead we'll tell you about our dear neighbour, Philip Boit. You might or might not know this guy, depending on your interest in winter sports. In Norway he has become quite the celebrity, known as the first African ever to participate in the winter olympics and a personal friend of Bjørn Dæhlie. In Kenya he is our everyday neighbour, a father of four kids, a loving husband, a personal friend of our kenyan surrogate father Julius, a reckless driver, an ex-policeman, a heartwarming smile over a sponsored Moods of Norway suit and a very good guy to have in your life.

That's it for now. We'll try to peak our head above the radar more frequently in the foreseeable future, depending on how much the internet sucks. Speaking of suckers, we love you all.

Birds on the Loose

Trondheim Police District have just reported what was previously thought to be impossible. Two pale caucasian maniacs have recently escaped the high security prison Tunga Kretsfengsel and are now running loose in your neighbourhod. The "Birds", as the authorities have creatively code-named them, were last seen in Oslo, Norway, on March 1st. According to reliable sources they are now believed to be hiding in the northern alps of Italy, hunting foxes for survival.

After the involvement of C.I.A. a phone call has been intercepted mentioning a couple of bottle-necked penguins on flight from Milan to Cairo on March 10th. If you by som freakishly coincidence are to spot these suspects, do by no means try to approach or stop them, as they are known to be extreamly unpredictable. If in doubt or absolute certanty, call 1800-BRUCE-WILLIS for immediate badass backup. If you see something, say anything!