Every journey to a new destination begins with expectations carved out of childhood tales, classic books and folklore. It was a combination of these influences that had me quite complacent about a visit to Kenya… I knew what to expect.
Landing in Nairobi at Jomo Kenyatta International Airport is no different from any other airport interaction on the continent; it’s hot and sticky, queues don’t move, everyone seems to be shouting at someone else and the local currency (Kenya shillings in this case) is available everywhere – at different rates. Straight on to Moi International Airport in Mombasa, which offers a crippled fan and an unmanned kiosk with warm Coke and stale crisps.
Wading into the humid air, we boarded our Landcruisers and headed for the beach. The trip was designed to take us from beach to bush, to dispel the myth that Kenya offers only safari adventures.
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