Today has been a lazy day. I got up, went to the airport with the rich folk to fly to Mombasa. I arrived, haggled with the taxi touts or rather they surrounded me and I picked one who would accept my price. I had a great taxi driver actually. Really helpful, told me all about the history of Mombasa, where I could get a bus to Moshi, Tanzania. Awesome. Everything was going well until I arrived at my guesthouse. Mombasa is extremely hot, I was sweltering, and all I wanted was a cold shower. What did I get? A town with a power cut which essentially meant I am unlucky to arrive today; I had no light or air-con in my expensive room and NO WATER. The reception lady suggested they fill some buckets of water from somewhere and I can pour those over myself. I was tempted, but luckily everything started working again about 6pm.
So far, what do I think of Mombasa? It's well laid out, not so much traffic as Nairobi but a huge amount of guys wanting a rich white girlfriend or wife...'Hey baby come over here. Do you want me to be your boyfriend?'. I started out feeling a little threatened, and then I got used to it, now it's got to the point where I just shout at them for pestering me. I've only been here for 4 hours.
I'm off to Malindi tomorrow. Very excited to visit the Marine National Park and go snorkeling. Then it's off to Lamu to ride little donkeys and Swahili villages.