We joined a small group from church. For you non-churchies…that is just a way of saying being assigned a group of friends that you meet with to socialize, and support, and study with.
We’re trying to expand our social circle a little…..it’s a big adjustment to go from many close, close friends in Portland to very few here.
The other families in our group have been in Kenya for almost 10 years each. They’re old pros.
As old pros, they suggested that we go to lunch at Diamond Plaza. The best Indian food around they advertized.
This Diamond Plaza is a place we pass all of the time and cringe….because the traffic is always so backed up there. Crazy drivers going every direction at once. We arrive and the lot is PACKED OUT. Ian, being his forward self asks the security guard who they are saving the “Reserved” spot for. The guard doens’t answer Ian, but tells him he can park, “Right Here”. We took it. No hunting. Good job Ian.
We walk through the plaza which is filled with every kind of shop you would imagine that you would find in India. This truly was like “little India”. Electronics, knock off kids Diesel jeans, rugs & scarfs, buddhas or other gods I’m not aware of…..
And then we arrived outside to the food court. Holy cow!
I ordered a mango juice and an avocado juice. They came mixed together. Not what I anticipated, but good anyhow!
Here is a sampling of the other food we ordered: