The Equator

20 metres and it all changed

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a dusty road on which is Parker a green jeep with a ranger tending through the passenger door. Trees lank the vehicle.
Isaac and our jeep

Our Journey from Mount Kenya took us through a number of tribal villages. I relived the experience and feeling of being all too wealthy in a less privileged community. A feeling which I became familiar with in the Philippines.

I feel like an impostor flaunting the western wealth. I know the tourism brings employment and income but certain things make me feel quite uncomfortable. These feelings continued at our second curio stop (souvenir stop) and on arrival at our next hotel. The stop en-route was at the Equator. Here a gentleman was keen to demonstrate the gravitational influence of passing the equatorial line.

I wouldn't have realised the change was so sensitive. 20 meters north of the equator the water did in fact drain clockwise and then south it drained counter clockwise. It may have been the other way round. I will need to check. In our bathroom here it is going counter clockwise. On the line of the equator it drained straight. Ethan would have loved it!

Next, on our way to the Samburu Game Reserve.