Greetings from Mombasa! (first post of three!)

Wow, two things to say…

1. Internet access is getting more & more difficult to come by!  Hence i’ve not been emailing people back, very sorry!

2.  I now have soooooooo much to talk about as a result!

Ok, so today i am in Mombasa, well about 10km south of Mombasa, but in that general area.  And let me tell you, its a very hot & humid general area!  Its techically winter over here, but that doesn’t bare much significance in this part of Kenya, as its always baking.  But this is a good thing, as i’m just sitting and reading, and listening to music, ahhhhhhh.

Don’t get too angry with me though, i’m only here 2 nights, arrived yesterday, leave tomorrow.  Slightly amusing however is that i appear to have ended up in a rather well-to-do persons resort.  You see as its the off season this place had a deal on, which was very reasonable and included a hassle busting flight and transfers instead of the 14 hr bus ride from Nairobi!  Its also half board.

So i’m in a rather nice resort with its own private beach, lovely.  I hit a problem last night however when i turned up at the resteraunt for my evening meal.  I had read in the info pack on arrival that there was a dress code, no shorts or t-shirts or ripped/faded jeans…guess what i had pack for 2 nights at the beach!!!

I put my best clothes on (some 3/4 lenght black trousers & a casual black shirt), but sadly this would not do!  I must admit to finding it privately amusing that it took three members of staff & alot of furrowed brows to decide that my trousers were just that bit too short for me to be allowed in.  As i thought back to my experiences the other day in the slums of Nairobi i couldn’t help but wonder what a frankly wierd World we live in, i mean does it really  matter how long my trousers are?!?

Anyway, in the end i was shunted down to their pizzeria (sp?) and my food brought down to me like an outcast!  Being this is off season, the pizzeria was empty bar the 2 staff behind the counter who were chatting away in Swaheli.  I couldn’t help wondering if they were discussing ‘that silly Englishman, his trousers are too short!’

In the end it was a lovely place to eat as it over looked the moonlit Indian Ocean, so maybe i’ll dine there again tonight!

Must go and write about Tuesday now!  Please read on in the next blog!

Love

Ian

 

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