At the beach, I enjoyed a swim in the sky blue waters with constant interruption by hagglers asking if I needed anything from a hat to a boat ride in their state of the art yacht. The yacht was an oversized canoe with a creaky engine that spewed smoke at beach goers. The beach formed a long line of palm trees and mangroves with crustaceans easily viewed through the clear water. A low tide swept a crab to the show near one of the beach boys, who poked it with his feet before the waves crashed on his feet carrying the crab away with them.
The visit at the Kenyan coast ended with a visit to historical Lamu town and one of the oldest towns in Africa. The town consists of narrow streets and donkeys were the main mode of transport in the town. The buildings were historical seemingly telling a story about the early times. The visit in Lamu ended at Gedi Ruins that serve as evidence of the presence of African civilization. I managed to buy two kangas, the African shawls, packed and caught a flight to the lakeside city of Kisumu. Kisumu Dala On arrival at the Kisumu airport, a stench wafted and filled the air.
The smell of raw caught fish. Kisumu City lies next to Lake Victoria, named after the Queen Victoria. Overlooking the lake and the airport were two hills and massive green vegetation that represented a fertile land. To spice the adventure, I opted not to use a taxicab, but a motorbike, a popular means of transport in the city. The bumpy ride took a few minutes to the city center. Exploring the relatively small city took a few hours. I visited a museum believed to be the cradle of Mankind. The museum had skulls, making the various stages in the human existence.
The locals were friendly people. They referred to the city as Kisumu Dala, meaning Kisumu our home. The city boasts of a strong heritage, having been one of those that develop due to the construction of the railway. The visit to Kisumu would not be complete without a sail in the local dhows as well sampling a delicacy of fish prepared using local vegetables. After a sumptuous meal of fish, the voyage into Lake Victoria begun. The trip advisers offered that an evening ride was best and increased the prospect of catching fish.
Riprap riprap rang the water as the guide used oars to paddle the small dhow into the deep waters. After about 20 minutes of sailing and deep into the waters, the nets were cast. We patiently waited as local music from the stereo made the constant mosquito bites bearable. The guide lit a lantern lamp, claiming the light attracts the fish towards the net. After an hour of waiting, terrible mosquito bites and learning local lingual, the nets were uncast with 15 fish caught. The fishing experience made the safari more interesting.
It meant I participated in one of the most prominent cultural activities in Kenya. After catching a few hours of sleep, it was time to experience the World-renowned Maasai Mara game reserve. The Maasai Mara The journey from Kisumu to the Mara took roughly four hours by road. The Mara being in the Rift Valley accorded some very good opportunities to take photos of the escarpments and massive green scenery that thronged both sides of the escarpments. The lush tea farms seemingly like a massive bed of green.
It was a sight to behold and marvel. Tired from the little sleep the previous night after the fishing expedition, I slept halfway through the journey only waking up to enjoy some of the local delicacies haggled on the roads and to which the guide advised we sample. On arrival at the Mara and paying USD 10 for gate fees, we decided to test the limits and offered to camp in the wild. The prospect of having a lion or elephant trump the tents failed to create worry. After setting up the camps, it was time to sample the local environment.
The first stop point was at a local village occupied by the Maasai. The Maasai live a semi-nomadic life. They live in small houses called Manyatta made of mud and dung to enforce them. Being pastoralists, they keep thousands of cattle and sheep among other livestock.
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