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I know it has been a very long time since the last time I wrote anything in my blog and I want to bring you all up to date with my adventures over the last couple of months. I think the best way to do this would be to start from most recent activities and work my way back to the last entry, which was in Uganda back in January.
Firstly thank you all for your sweet messages and concerned notes on my well-being since I have been a little inactive on travelpod ...
... we decided to get a piki piki and head back. The ride on the motorbike back to Kilifi was rather spectacular. The night was extremely dark, and the sky was full of bright stars - the wind was quite chilly!
I met Luke and Chloe the night before New Year's Eve and they introduced me to another person called George who happens to work with KMFRI as a farmer on the coast. Although we couldn't really talk about work, due to the loud noise, I was very excited to know ...
... friendly guy with some bizarre thoughts on how relationships with women should work but was awesome at showing me local joints to eat at.
I joined with a Spanish couple, Margarita and Jose (two names that go well together) to do the dives. After a practice pool session for the Spaniards and a briefing we headed out to the dive site on the outer reef. ...
... now know what my bones would be living in. In the midday sun we actually make fast work of it so if there are any Mafiosi out there needing a job done fast, I'm your man. Whilst lowering the turtle into its final resting place I feel I should say a few words but no sooner as I'm out the pit, we are covering her back up with sand. That's the end of the working day today as (happily for them) there are no calls for releases today. The fishermen must be all glued to their TV sets ...
... same until I end up in the toilet barefoot. There are some old Italian men hanging around with very young Kenyan women so there is a seedy element to the place. None of us say anything about it just in case one of them is a Don. Apparently it's a place where certain ladies ply their trade but I don't get approached. Can't work out whether I should be glad or disappointed about that. Bed at a reasonable 1am; 5 hours before ...