God send me an angel.
I'm at the bus station in Nairobi. I have 2 boxes, back-pack and 3 bags- altogether-6. And I'm alone. Everything is in the corner, I sit nearby and keep an eye on my stuff. However, have no idea what would I do if... you know what I mean. My bus is leaving in 2 hours and I have nothing to do, but wait.
An here she comes- my angel. I asked her about my bus to Nakuru (they announce, but I don't understand Swahili). She answered. We start talking. Not a lot, but enough for trust to grow. She neither had wings, nor nimbus above her head. She is just a lady from Mombasa who came to visit her brother in Nairobi. But she didn't leave me alone. She watched my bags, she helped me to find my bus, she supported me when I was about to lose my patience. She didn't leave me until was sure that all my stuff is in luggage and I'm in the right bus, while her brother was waiting for her.
Isn't she an angel?
