December 14, 2016 | Nairobi, Kenya

Millions upon millions of coffee colored bodies trekked about the streets of Nairobi dressed like they’d just left church. Cars pooting out black smoke that threatened to taint my lungs and just as I was miles away from my destination I became weary of the trip. The culture of Kenyans seemed to be one of extreme patience. Patient when we sat on the plane for five hours on Kenya Airways leaving Dubai waiting for the fog to lift. Patience when the male drivers, smartly dressed, sat on the concrete bench outside Jomo Kenyatta Airport holding signs with names scribbled in black sharpie. None of those names mine. Finally, I find a glimmer of Wi-Fi after exercising a bit of patience of my own, then I wait 30-minutes for my driver.