A Taste of Home Far, Far Away
After our activities on Sunday (see MySkills4Afrika – Journal 04), David (my transporter) and I were heading to the hotel. It was about 3:30 and I hadn’t had lunch yet because I ate such a late breakfast before we started on our adventure. My plan was to just head back to the hotel and grab a bite to eat there.
During our drive, I noticed that we were close to a KFC and had a quick chat with David about KFC. David hasn’t been to KFC yet so I thought we would pop in and grab a bite to eat. Most people would think that I’m crazy to eat at an American Fast Food restaurant while I’m in Kenya, but the experience served two purposes: 1) gave me a small taste of home far, far away and 2) it allowed me to buy David lunch for his hospitality throughout the weekend and give him a taste of my hometown as well.
But, would the experience be as it is at home? When I mention “home,” I’m not referring to the United States where there are thousands of KFCs. I was born and raised in Louisville, KY so KFC has a bit more of a special feeling.
There are three things I want to share about my experience with KFC in Kenya:
There was an added bonus on my visit. I was actually wearing my Louisville Cardinals (the mascot for the University in Louisville, KY) polo shirt and it sparked a quick chat with the man behind the counter on my hometown and on the restaurant – Louisville, KY being where KFC was founded.
So, that is it… my slice of home in far, far away Nairobi Kenya. I’m about 8,300 miles from home. Since then, I found another KFC in the city area. Somebody had mentioned there might be 4 KFCs in the area.
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