Personal Narrative: The Experience Of Driving In Kenya

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As I hanged on tightly to the handle, I felt butterflies in my stomach and goosebumps on my body. Cars were speeding like bullets and turning lanes without a blinker, the roads were bumpy and uncomfortable to drive on. Lanes didn’t have designated lines for cars to determine which lane they were in. Traffic jam lasted about two hours or more and cars that were driving slowly were tailgated or passed. This was an alarming experience because driving in America is boring, unified, and strictly enforced. I will never be able to drive in Kenya because it’s way too complex for me to ever understand.
Sitting inside a cramped hut made from cow dung brought chills to my body and tears to my eyes. I had a strong urge to improve the situation, and I struggled to contain it, even though I knew that my relatives were content with their living condition. It was shocking to believe that this was where my father grew up to be the hardworking man that he is. Visiting my father’s home made me realize that I should be more appreciative for the water, electricity, furniture, and resources that I am provided with. These are valuable resources developing countries lack and hope to have.
When I was in Africa, my family laughed at me because I supposedly had an American accent. …show more content…

As I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and held my arms apart I felt relaxed and free of life. It was a surreal moment to be surrounded by colossal mountains that gave me a chance to relax my brain and reflect on life. As I stood on top of the balcony of my hotel room at night, I experienced the remarkable view of the stars and city lights. The view of the city was much more beautiful than any other city I’ve ever been to. Another place I visited was the African Safari which had great tour guides, amazing wildlife and breathtaking scenery. Africa is filled with many more beautiful places and sceneries that I got to experience

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