A Kenyan Burrito

My stove isn't working. Last week, no, two weeks ago I was boiling potatoes to make mashed potatoes, one of the only things I know how to make and when I came back downstairs to check on them the stove had turned off and I couldn't turn it back on. You have to press the button for the spark and then turn the knob. I did it about 50 times but I couldn't figure it out. When I talked to Natasha the other day on skype I asked her about it and she said that the gas used to light the stove must have run out and I need to take it to get it filled. Until I can get David to take me to the get it filled I have to eat out all the time. I always just go to Java House because they have some vegetarian food that it is pretty good and its a five minute walk away. Usually I just get the guacamole, cheese and tomato sandwich but tonight I decided to be adventurous and try a vegetarian burrito. It sounded pretty good and how can it be bad if it has rice, beans and cheese the standard burrito fare but boy was I wrong. The rice had the weirdest seasoning and the beans tasted like garbage. The guacamole and salsa were good but it would be pretty hard to mess that up. Luckily I had a mango juice that was so delicious to wash it down and cut the taste a little. I am in love with mango juice for some reason and I don't even like mangos. I think because regular mangos are to slippery, the texture is off putting. So just from friendly advice next time your in Nairobi skip the burritos. Rebecca said that said she is going to take me to a Mexican restaurant that she knows of and now I am scared. When I was walking back to my house the kids that live in the same court as me were telling me that there was a monkey a couple of minutes before I got there eating bananas on top of house number 7 and I missed it.