Swahili Coast - Lamu | Kenya - 2016
May 24 2020
Waiting out in Naivasha until things improve, I look back at happier times in Kenya from my adventures on the Swahili Coast back in 2016.
From Mombasa I headed north, up the coast. It was another epic bus ride from hell. At Garsen, a police check point. Everyone's papers were checked. 10 minutes down the road and another check point.
Everyone off the bus, standing in the queue as the African midday sun bore down on us. Bags were checked. People were searched. Some escorted to a road side hut. They never did re join the bus.
This section has a 6pm to 6am travel curfew. Al Shabaab operate in this region. They are known to attack buses.
Then riding in convoy with 2 army jeeps out front. The road started out good, see image below but then it deteriorated. Broken with numerous potholes and very dusty. But we had to drive 'full-gas'. The driver had his foot on the floor. Could hardly see 50 meters in front.
At Witu, another police check point, we stopped to regroup and then a change in tactic. We crawled along at 40kph. Sweat pored off me such was the intense heat.
Everyone off the bus, standing in the queue as the African midday sun bore down on us. Bags were checked. People were searched. Some escorted to a road side hut. They never did re join the bus.
This section has a 6pm to 6am travel curfew. Al Shabaab operate in this region. They are known to attack buses.
Then riding in convoy with 2 army jeeps out front. The road started out good, see image below but then it deteriorated. Broken with numerous potholes and very dusty. But we had to drive 'full-gas'. The driver had his foot on the floor. Could hardly see 50 meters in front.
At Witu, another police check point, we stopped to regroup and then a change in tactic. We crawled along at 40kph. Sweat pored off me such was the intense heat.
The final 100km had taken 4 hours, eventually arriving at Mokowe where we herded on to the awaiting boats to take us to Lamu:
Lamu town, regarded as the oldest living town in East Africa. A port with a labyrinth of narrow lanes, ancient mosques and white washed buildings.
I stayed 5 nights on Lamu. hanging out, off the grid - no internet - swealtering hot afternoons, more so when the wind didn't blow.
I stayed 5 nights on Lamu. hanging out, off the grid - no internet - swealtering hot afternoons, more so when the wind didn't blow.
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Made a one-day excursion with an English volunteer and an Ozzie who I had met on the train to Mombasa, to the village of Manda Maweni on Manda island. A dollar across on the boat and a dollar on a motorbike taxi known as a boda-boda.
We walked to where they cut bricks in like an open cast mine. White coral stone is hacked out of the ground and then chopped with a large type machete into blocks. Back breaking work in intense heat. These are then loaded in a wagon and pulled by donkey to the village where they are stacked and later carried, 7 or 9 on the shoulders of well muscled locals down to the waters edge and on the the boats and taken where ever. Exhausting work just watching.
We walked to where they cut bricks in like an open cast mine. White coral stone is hacked out of the ground and then chopped with a large type machete into blocks. Back breaking work in intense heat. These are then loaded in a wagon and pulled by donkey to the village where they are stacked and later carried, 7 or 9 on the shoulders of well muscled locals down to the waters edge and on the the boats and taken where ever. Exhausting work just watching.
After a long lunch chatting with the locals in the small cafe, time for a swim. To be continued...
