Wednesday, February 1
It is low tide and the water shows itself as a smoothly, wrinkle-free blanket. The beauty of this place touches my heart again and again…
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-Aba Gayle – USA, mother of a murdered daughter…
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The difference with my stay here in Kenya compared to September is a difference of day to night. In all respect it is more Yasmin! Instead of staying in a luxury hotel, I eat as the only muzungu – white one – among the beach boys in their shacks, decorated with flies and drinking the same water… 
13th of January 2012
I’ve been back from Kenya for a week now and it is difficult for me to put my experiences on paper. I am touched and filled with energy and grateful for the experience given to me. For the second time I experienced the feeling of coming home. The first time occurred to me in India (book: With an Open Heart).
