Chairs scraped as we finished the last row. Alex and his friends stepped in from the sun, blinking, taking in the office in one slow sweep.
Hosting visitors from across the world still makes us a little nervous — will the tea be hot enough, will the stairs feel steep after a long flight? We poured mugs and laughed about jet lag and Nairobi traffic.
We talked about ordinary programme days, not only the highlight reel. Dust motes hung in the window light. Somewhere outside, a chapati pan clanged against a stove.
If Alex's group returns to Nairobi, send a note before you travel — we will clear a morning and walk you through what we are building next.
