Makwetu Resorts Mombasa

... home would become very wet inside and out.

Another family with not a bit to eat, Pendo's parents welcomed us to their place and gave their blessings for their daghter's continued education through the Matanya's Hope program in Kenya. We were on our way!

So that, briefly, is the story of Pendo, Witness and Tanzania. As we departed a country we came to love in just 3 days time, we did so knowing in our hearts that a miracle had been born.

... had joined us.”  Celina is currently suffering with ulcers and her medication has made her extremely weak, but she’s still dreaming to get her own house one day because, as she said, “I live for the future of my children.”  Celina and the other WEEP women support one another with money and with words.  “We share like group therapy,” she explained, “and by the end of the day someone has had an experience that is similar to your ...

... and still dominates the coastline of Mombasa. The original colonial Mombasa Club still flourishes, and there are a number of first class hotels, excellent European style shops and, of course, throughout the old town the picturesque Arab shops and houses and the hustle and bustle that you would imagine would dominate this type of old city. Then Mombasa itself swarms for miles in each direction, a collection of islands and plains dried up in the intense heat ...

... On a lighter note I hope you'll be heartened to hear that I am working with a wonderful German lady, Connie, who gave up everything 12 years ago, after a trip with her family to Mombasa, to set up a local school for the poorer children from villages as far as 5km away (not orphans but still very poor children); the children (700 approx) make their own way to school and the school is sponsored by kind Europeans who have witnessed at first hand the ...

... reckon I'll be still be eating this one around the time I come home! The fish weighed over 140 kgs before they chopped off his head; nothing goes to waste here though - even big boy's head will be served up in some form or another. This is a very prized haul and if I could remember the name of it I'd tell you - any offers accepted! Ka Ka was very proud of his catch and we put it in the back of the van and proudly drove around Mtwpa before hauling it ...

my dear friends lillian and vicki have now left , so today is another chapter in my kenya adventure. We are hoping to set up a mentoring programme for the children in the homes so that they may have contact with positive role models. I hope that i will be given the go ahead this week to arrange this. I already have two kenyan contacts who are keen to be ...

... n vom Parkeingang bis zur kleinen Schlucht gab es massenhaft Zebras, Antilopen und wied** ein paar Giraffen zu sehen. Hinzu kamen noch ziemlich viele Voegel, die in den Felsspalten d** Schluchtwaende nisten, und ein einzeln** Bueffel, d** sich in sich**** Entf**nung an einem Felsen ausruhte und nur mit dem F**nglas zu spotten war. Ab** anstelle d** Fauna war einfach das Setting und die Umgebung das Highlight des Parks, sowohl von inn**halb d** grossen Schlucht, als auch von ...

... as too ill to take a new test) and just beat TB and growing and eating like a prize fighter. Inspirational, i will get photos for you soon. lastly (for now) Elizabeth who has special needs and does not speak, also hugs me all the time and always has earings in and a big smile. Ok one more.....wee stephen, a BA Baracas look a like with the hair a 2 y.o. baby who we think is also Autistic and sits happily watching but never shows happy ...

... es Salaam, a cheap nasty one, which stopped everywhere on the way. At every stop, food would be handed through the windows and the floor of the bus quickly became a slurry of egg shells, peels, corn cobs and water bottles. We decided to camp outside the city, instead of staying in suburban Kiriakoo. Friday 15th At 05:30 we rushed off into the city to collect Jenna's airplane ticket from the Swedish Embassy. She had tried unsuccessfully over the last few days to ...

... on the Indian Ocean next to the 900 year-old port, protected by Fort Jesus (the old slave trading fort) and a thousand year-old mosque, and I had a king-size bed. As soon as I got my room settled, I jumped in the ocean to get some of the dust and sweat off. Later I walked around old town. Old town Mombasa is like a huge Lamu with cars and without all the reggae. They love their barbequed meat here. I ...