Escape to Kilifi

Trip Start Jun 20, 2008
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Trip End Jul 16, 2008


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Thursday, July 10, 2008

We are fed up with Nairobi's madness. We thought to find peace in the train, which was jeeeez cancelled due to a strike. We had a grudge on them that we couldnt experience it. But then I cought myself - I cannot be so egoistic. I come and go, and these people should be payed by this bloody corrupted government. Can you imagine, up to now the MPs did not pay taxes for heir veeeeery large income. And people still have a hope in them, even though this 50 years of independence overtly show - things just going down. Maybe a little up, and then down again...

Well, so no train. Ok, bus then. I dont know how it happened, but we chose the worst bus ever in my life for night journey. The seets were designed for midgets, and we with our not short legs were stirring around in the seats.
We arrived to Mombasa before the sunrise. The person suppose to meet with us, did not. So we were left there tired as horses. No ways, let's go to the ocean. Now. Where? Kilifi, sounds good enough.

Soon we found ourselves in the little busy village with surprizingly (or not as it is low season) little wuzungus. I somehow there did not like to see white people too much. Maybe because these sort of people you do not easily communicate with: they are posh and look down to anybody that does not fit the standarts. And even I was angry sometimes, that I was labelled angrily as white, I can understand it better when I see expats or rich tourists here. You naturally want to say, jeez, do you realize how ridiculous you look in all this posh things when people AROUND starving.

Soon we met one mzungu-AMerican PeaceCorp volunteer, and he shared a not so secret nice guest house near the ocean. And this was that needed escape from all the noise,  matatus,  streetvenders, gazes... We were there, looking into the distance where lazy waves rinsed the dead coral shore. 

Morning near sunrising sea...

I still feel that soft warmth...
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