The Dead Sea scrolls on Andres and his journey with Old Landy has come to a startling intersection with my life.
I grew up in Kenya (East Africa) and lived there between 1973 to 1990 in Nairobi, the capital. I was 2 years old when we first moved to Kenya. My father was an ex-pat working for the Kenyan government. I have been around cruisers since my time in Kenya.
Anytime you ask “what the hell is a car doing in a remote place”- it is hands down a Cruiser. Growing up, we routinely went to the National game parks (Maasai Mara, Amboseli, Serengeti, Ngorongoro, etc.). Cruisers were the vehicle of choice if you wanted to get back to camp before dusk in one piece.
Reading Andres blog (excerpts below) as he martyred on from the tip of South Africa to Switzerland, I was floored to read that he visited Kenya and Nairobi in December of 1982.
I WAS THERE at the same time he was. We missed each other.
Still blown away from this realization.
I attach excerpts of his blog of how he entered Kenya from the southern neighboring country, Tanzania. Note he mentions some of the same national parks I referred to. I also attach an image that captures the wildlife scenes in the game parks in Kenya. Pics are not mine, but shares how cruisers and nature are inseparable. We did not need WIFII or thumbnastics. Being with nature meant all.
The last blog excerpt clip below from Andres indicates he is off to Eldoret. Another place I have been to. He is heading north towards Ethiopia/Eritrea and the Suez Canal.
Destiny? Surreal!!