Why princess?

Why princess?
Well apparently, thats what 'Sarah' means.
Alhough I think that is the biblical or the hebrew meaning of my name... neither of which is appropriate really.
My family and boyfriend call me Princess Sarah....which I like as it implies that I am ever so regal and posh and gentle natured.
They tell me, however, that it is because I am a demanding spoilt brat. And that I always get my way. (They also tell me I am like a bull in a china shop)

Anyway its not important how I gained my royal title is it? But I feel it is appropriate that I name my blog as such.

Secondly, 2 of my black friends in South Africa couldnt believe I was moving to DEEP africa. They asked me how I was going to cope. I found this quite amusing.... did they think being a white face would be a scary thing amongst all the black kenyans?
Is that not how South Africa is?
Ok so....SA is 79% black and 9% white..... Kenya is 99.9% black.
But still, why did they think it would be hard for a white face here?
So far it has been REALLY REALLY pleasant. We have been met with non stop smily friendly faces and have had many many enjoyable conversations with black people here.
But this is a topic I would like to elaborate on at a later stage

So welcome to my blog and my first entry since moving to the interesting city of Nairobi!

P.S. Doesn't everyone act differently when you've only got your parents and siblings around, as opposed to friends and peers. Doesnt your family bring out the brat in you?! :-)

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This is me winning SAs and wearing my new SA Jersey, just before I left for Kenya - YIPPEEEE!