Le Golf Kilimandogo
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From The Voyager, we took a matatu to the Nyali City Mall, grand in name and quite impressive in fact. A matatu is the local descriptor of a minivan driven without regard for any other objects, stationary or moving, human or inanimate, and is best described in our own culture as a rapid means of transport to hell. I offered 100 Kenya shillings ($1.20) to the pimp who acts as the matatu conductor; he immediately said that was not enough. I flicked out ...
... damn it! I did it again!)
After shoveling down a quick lunch (breakfast being still present) I went to visit the turtle sanctuary (a me, myself&I job ... no flying Henry) and OH GOSH! I arrived just at the right moment!
They were releasing a turtle back into the sea!
The missus is 7years old and has been rescued from fishermen...
She was hurt but after good care she was able to be released back and go wild again ...
... to Today's diary! :-)
As usual Nathalie&Cie rose with the flaming star and slipped out of the room to enjoy a solitary swim under the bending palm trees&the grasshoppers songs...
The walk to Watamu village took us a good hour... well spent taking pictures... and picking up seashells!
The Village is a very interesting place if you are a weird bird like me and enjoy playing the anthropologist!
The Afternoon was ...
... highly original, they are so him. Fun, but with a deeply serious side too.
Turning left there are a few hotels and bars edging the beach and screeches of machiato brown Italians. The series of tatty beach hut stalls selling beach wraps and hats etc. are all suitably named, with John Lewis, Harrods, Selfridges, Argos, Tescos, Bicester Village, Del Boys and, naturally, Marks & Spencers all proudly but squiffily painted on the ...
So that was the end to our Friday.
One thing we did find out was the answer to Kaya's riddle/lateral thinking question he posed the night before. It went like this:
A man walks into a restaurant and order Vulture, he takes one bite, walks out the restaurant and commits suicide. Why?
We are only allowed to ask him closed questions (so he can only answer 'yes' or 'no').
Want to know the ...