Kenya 귀역해 Part VIII

We were called to hurry up so we could enjoy the goat (I was running late). The entrance of the sanctuary now had three benches blocking the way, supporting the team, teachers, a few Maasai, and the grill being used to cook the goat. The meat turned out the be very tough and chewy, veins of inseparable fat making the texture unpleasant, and the salt did nothing to improve it for my tastebuds. The Kenyans avoided our hot pepper paste, but they gulped down the goat meat with ease. I could only manage 3-4 bites and a rib before giving up. I didn't want to risk vomiting the little I'd forced down with the next bite.

Eventually it was time to call in the kids from dinner and watch the rest of the David movie. I said hello to as many as I could, and tried to keep up with all 186's names. A small group of the team meandered to the toilet afterward to brush our teeth and use the concrete rooms/"stalls" with a small rectangular hole in each of them in the floor. This night, since it was windy, it didn't hold the same stench as usual.