|Walking down the steps onto the tarmac in Mombasa|
We had to allow two hours to get from our house to the Jomo Kenyatta Airport (and we needed it!) only to fly for 45 minutes from Nairobi to Mombasa. Mombasa is an island city that serves as Kenya's port on the Indian Ocean. Our destination was about an hour to the South: a tiny little stretch called Galu Beach. In order to get to the beach from Mombasa we drove around the bustling city center, onto a car ferry (where we were not allowed to take pictures for security reasons) and through several informal political gatherings.
|talking politics on the streets of mombasa|
|women carrying babes|
|Mombasa mural of Kenyan runners|
|girls in waves with umma|
|arranging pretty shells|
|This Sykes monkey kept coming back for treats from Nile...|
|Oona hiding in our new Kanga cloth|
|Oleana at sunrise|
|tourists heading out at sunrise|
|Girls with kite surfers in the background on a windy afternoon|
|searching for beautiful shells at low tide- the best beach combing I have ever seen|
|frolicking in the water with Appa|
Ever since Nile sent us a picture of a camel on the beach that he took on one of his first trips to Mombasa (back when we were still in L.A.); the girls have been looking forward to seeing, and possibly riding one of these beasts. In order to mount a camel, the camel is asked to sit down in the sand where it carefully folds it's legs under it's huge body. After you climb aboard, hook your feet tightly into the strappy stirrups and hang on, the camel is encouraged to stand. This takes quite a bit of coaxing... Finally he raises up on his front feet so that you who are sitting up on top are now holding on dearly trying not fall off the back of the camel. Then he raises up his back end and you soon realize that you are up so high that there is really no good escape rout that does not involve injury.
|all the girls on the camels|