I kissed a giraffe and I liked it

Wednesday afternoon. After about three hours of walking. Why? Because I knew where it was. What I didn't know was how FAR. So Nick and I got the workout of the week. If anyone who's in Nairobi wants to go to the Giraffe Centre, take bus number 24, not 15. And don't ask to be dropped at Nairobi National Park. It's nowhere near.
Anyhow, it was all worth it when we met the giraffewoman of our dreams, Kelly, and her friends. Mwah mwah!

The happy family! Until Nick ran out of food, and Kelly headbutted us both.