So he decided to teach my mom how to drive up these mountains. Basically we stalled out every 100 feet.
We stopped in a nearby town because my father wished to speak to the police. When we arrived a woman was crying because her son just attempted to commit suicide. Then next thing you know he is walking up the road with his neck gushing everywhere. Considering two friends of mine have committed suicide in the last year, it was incredibly disturbing. Also, my host family did not believe that people commit suicide in the US. Cultural barrier at times. Thinking the US is perfect.
RIP Matt Schillinger. I am thinking of you even in Kenya my friend.
My father wanted to show me a view of Meru.
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