History of Christianity in Africa, Day Four, Album One  
 

I don’t like photos of locals taken from buses by tourists; they’re cowardly and voyeuristic efforts, as is this one. But I include it and the next several shots because they tell a story worth hearing and representative of the sorts of changes of perspective taking place among all of us here.

With the main road to Nairobi jammed, we had to take a washboard red dusty road around the city which took us through many different neighborhoods—from a relatively upscale townhouse complex to a small slum through an industrial/commercial dust bath and to this working class neighborhood, where I noticed this man sprinting past our bus and holding a shovel in his hand. He passed the bus and jumped onto the back of a flatbread truck where several other men were already standing.
 

 
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