Mielele Beach Hotel Mombasa

... type bag….fresh calamari (the contents of his basket varied pleasantly each day…fish, prawns, crayfish…to ensure a wide selection of daily feasting)! Perfect. Next an elderly gentleman comes pushing his bicycle through the sand…this is the Mango Man…Fruit&Veg on wheels. Limes for the calamari, some salad to go with them and pineapple for dessert are quickly purchased. That ...

Today we went to go visit the one girl Matanya's Hope sponsors in Mombasa, thirteen-year old Rita Aisha. She is the only reason we went to Mombasa because it is mandatory that each child is checked up on, the grades are collected, we make sure they have everything they need, and we make sure that they are doing well in all aspects, physically, mentally, and emotionally. The story behind Aisha is one of great sorrow but so far, a pretty happy ending ...

... out further where I put on my snorkelling gear and jumped into the sea. The current was strong and the waves were high due to wind. My mask was leaking so had to change it. We swum along the surface looking at the marine life underneath and reached a ship wreck in which I saw Lion Fish, a huge sea cucumber, and many other fish including the Wrasse ...

... to introduce to you: Lions and Cheetahs and having a bed made out of Nim (Neem tree); comes from the same family as the Mahogony Tree. Well back in Chapter 11 or was it 12 I mentioned that I'd pick up on this later..... well later has arrived......... just a shame that I can only show 5 pictures in each chapter of my blog - when I have about 50 each day! The short and simple is that I'm having a bed made out of ...

... even better when I got to Mombasa with all 5 bags (yes, 3 large suitcases and 2 hand luggage) - they all got there too! Hoorah. No problems with visas or having bags checked, walked right through to arrivals and this little black man with one arm greets me - I guess my luck ran out! So...... three arms later (two of mine and one of his) nearing heat exhausation of 33 degrees we got my bags into his rickety old truck and set off through the streets of Mombasa to Mtwapa ...

... explicit I will say that instead of dinner, I thanked her for an unspecified part of the female anatomy. I was mortified while Ben laughed uncontrollably. Everyone always asks me about the food here and I can say that beans and chapati are definitely everyones favourite. A big part of this is because we eat a diet of about 85% carbs with a little fruit and very little protein, so the beans fill that craving. We are going to splurge soon and treat ourselves to ...

Before I will type all my diaries about the adventures here - what probably will happen when ill come home (I find the net here quite frustratingly slow - I just share brief impressions. I suspected Africa is wild. I travelled Egypt before, so I got familiar with that smooth taste before. And thought it cant get further on this no-rules-game. We cite T.I.A here often though - This Is Africa... Even though 2 weeks long time to adapt myself, I ...

... I chose to go north to a city in Kenya called Mombasa. I was hoping to find a volunteer opportunity for a few weeks and I also wanted to find a place on the coast so that I could get my PADI scuba diving certification. From what I heard, Mombasa has a lively feel, nice locals and beautiful beaches. The city is actually an island in the Indian Ocean connected to the mainland by a few roads. And so, I booked a ticket to Mombasa, Kenya from ...

... ride was long and mildly uncomfortable, but I sat with Chelsie and learned all about her life. It's really interesting. She's very Christian, but not in a bad way! I adore her! When we arrived in Mombasa it was POURING rain. Absolutely horrible, considering everyone told us that Mombasa was flooding and people were having to evacuate their homes. I honestly thought we were going to have to leave right away. But the travel agents - Jessica and Susan - picked us up from the bus ...

... new church building. We walked through his village and saw scenes that were right out of a National Geographic documentary. The houses were made out of scrap metal and trash was everywhere. But it didn't really bother me, it was more of just a different way of living not necessarily primitive. Pastor Oda's friend Gilbert met us in the village and we decided to go see animals. So all six of us crammed unto Gilbert's and we started driving. It was so hot and I ...