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Haldia India
Once in mombasa
Jul 14, 2016 04:13 PM 1131 Views (via Mobile)

Last year augest due to some reason I was in mombasa .basically it is a place of kenya and in whole world famous for african safari and international business.though d country is poor still their god gifted safari is suprb real place of adventure.it is near about 150km away from mombasa. their I have seen various of wild annimals but most amazing was 4 lions just 3 mtr apart from my, car baffolows fighting.this is the jungle on which base the novel chander pahar was written.lots of us and uk people are coming to explore this jungle.have a good exprince where curiosity.scary and adventure was their.and abiut the city it have florida bar for enjoyment its a night club also.


GG Kenya
Heaven Can't Get Any Better...
Feb 07, 2003 02:48 PM 2902 Views

''Mombasa''


Sigh every time I hear that word, a multitude of emotions rush through me, both positive and negative. Since I have quite a lot of business and contacts as well as clients in Mombasa, I have to be constantly in touch and be well informed and up-to-date on all the on-goings.


Things do get hectic once in a while and as past experience has proven, nothing short of a personal appearance can solve the problems. Therefore when I hear either a family member or a company employee mention Mombasa, I both dread and anticipate the next comments. If I do have to fly to Mombasa to meet a client or finish a deal or sort out any custom problems, then everyone just stays out of my way…. I’m not saying I bite at the first signs of problems, but I think the decision is unanimous that stress has its limits… and unfortunately, the limit of my patience wears out even before it’s started!


The trip normally goes like this: leave early and I mean early by like 6 in the morning so I’m in Mombasa by 8, and by 8.30 fresh and ready to face ‘em! Then, off to the “trouble’s” offices / premises / site with my entourage and hold a meeting for a couple of hours, sort out the mess, you get the picture. And since I’m already there, I take the extra pain to go and have a visit to the rest of the other offices. By then its already 4ish, and yeah if I haven’t managed to squeeze in lunch yet, then I return to my hotel, have a quick bite and hop on the plane back to Nairobi, though I hate having to eat and then immediately sit on the plane, it does make me feel queasy.


We would reach by 7.30 pm and then its zap! right back to the office to handle they days affairs and catch up on what I’ve missed, set the next day’s agenda and again check up on Mombasa just to make sure all’s ok. Whew! sounds tiring, and trust me, it is, but when I look at it at the end of the day, I feel satisfied, another job well done. And trust me, I love working so I rarely complain about the hours I put in in a day, which is usually anything between 18 to 20!


Anyway, that’s the busy side of Mombasa, now on to the real side! Yippeeeee is all that manages to escape from my too-happy-to-stop grinning lips. I love he place, no that’s an understatement I’m totally totally in love with the place, I’ve loved it since the first day I was there, probably when I was a little kid. Mombasa has always represented paradise to me, a place where I can go, when on holiday, and kick back and just relax.


No phones, no mails no meetings, no contact at all, just peace, fun and me. When I’m there I discover this new side to me which is calm, as opposed to the aggressive, totally time bound and busy person back in Nairobi, and I’m always amazed at the transformation. I guess for a person to really discover themselves, they need to be in one with nature, and what better place than Mombasa? With its amazing and clean beaches, and the endless hours spent at collecting all those shells, just standing and watching the waves go back and forth, sometimes I feel like letting myself go into those waves to watch exactly how far the beauty of the sea extends.


Then of course the marathon sessions of just floating lazily and swimming back and forth endlessly in the beautifully designed swimming pools, and ohhh the fooood…. Oh you get spoilt silly like a queen with the vast amounts and quantities of dishes on offer, and me being a strict vegetarian always have a hard time digesting my food while watching meat being grilled and eaten around me and ohh the smell, which leads me to retreat to my room with my food, a practice which has labeled me antisocial everywhere I’ve gone, but, I have never taken the time to explain my actions to anyone.


Okay I think I had better stop now, because I am getting very tempted now, and if I continue any further, I might just be on the next plane there even before I’ve posted my article, which, by the way happens to be my first one on MS! And I’d like to thank Manav for introducing me to MS.


PS: If you are reading the article then it means I’m probably sitting in my office in a meeting or racking my brain over a new problem. And if you don’t get it, then pole (sorry in Swahili), but I’m enjoying myself in paradise!


Jambo my mouthshut friends
Apr 27, 2001 11:21 PM 3112 Views

Jambo, Massa, jambo….


These words are engraved onto the back of my hand carved native tribal mask, which was purchased from a market stall, on a dusty street in Mombassa.


Of all the country’s I have visited, (over 70 if you include islands), this is the one I would most like to take Sherry, my wife to.


Lets take a tour from the minute you arrive.


The heat and humidity go hand in hand, and smother you as soon as you set foot in this glorious piece of Africa.


Many an insect swarm around your almost anaemic complexion, licking their lips as they tie their bibs around their little necks for their first feed of your holiday,,,,but wait, drat, you put repellent on like you were advised, and the little critters are cursing the reps who’s sound advice has paid off.


Onboard the “not quite” state of the art bus, to take you through the dusty streets to the Africana sea lodge, one of the finest hotels I have had the pleasure to stay at.


The scenery is plush and green, with a tinge of dryness, evident throughout the 1-hour journey from Mombassa to the hotel.


Arriving at an authentically designed African hut-style hotel, we were greeted with enthusiasm and charm by the Kenyan employees of the hotel.


Once into the lobby, we registered with a difference!


Whilst you were queuing, a coconut was chopped in front of you with a huge machete, and then presented to you with a straw, for you consumption.


Now I cannot profess to enjoy coconut milk neat, (pina colada style, fine) this was the most refreshing drink I have ever had. This may have been because of the humidity, heat, or even the long bus journey, nut I don’t care, it was like nectar from a humming birds beak!


We were taken to our rooms by a 10ft African chap (no really, he was that tall he had snow on his head!) and he showed us into a simple but authentic and pleasant hut style (more chalet than hut) accommodation, comprising of separate lounge, kitchen bathroom and two bedrooms.


The monkey on the roof and lizard on the wall were of no extra cost.


I tipped the gentleman about £1, and he was chirping away as if this was the world. When I purchased a beer later for about 35p, I understood why!


Once the monkey had ran off into the jungley bit behind our hut, I changed and went down to the beach.


WOW, no other words could describe this sight.


The sand could not have been any whiter if it had been bleached, nor the sea any more turquoise.


The water was so clear that you could see the rays swimming over the sand 30 yards away.


There was a reef about 100 yards out, where you could see all kinds of colourful water inhabitants swimming through the coral.


Best advice is not to get too close as they are very sharp, (the corals, not the fish)


The first meal I had there that evening was a banquet fit for royalty. There were more courses than at your average university, and the quality matched the choice.


Shellfish, steaks, various meats, (didn’t ask if it was zebra, but there was plenty of it so it might have been, who gets that one) and salad was help yourself buffet style, as were fresh fruits and desserts.


I was stuffed.


They had live music and entertainment every night, and a nightclub away from accommodation for when this finished.


The funniest experience that I had there, was while I was slightly inebriated, and the beach started to move, no really move!


All the sand crabs were digging their way out of the sand for their evening dance, and it was so great to watch.


The other funny thing was the monkey who pinched my pizza from the snack bar, and was then chased by the security guard with his little bow and arrow.


I always wondered why the monkey had a little bow and arrow! (Groan)


The next day I went into Mombassa town centre, and thought with the hoards of peddlers with their trinkets and carved animals.


I purchased various wooden animals, chess sets. Malachite ornaments, and other “authentic” African curios, before sampling the Tuskers beer, which was plentiful for literally pennies.


This can be a daunting experience, being pushed and shoved by all the peddlers, but they mean you no harm, although stay to the main streets, otherwise you are pushing your luck!


Back in the hotel, I relaxed and enjoyed the luxurious comfort and the lavish hospitality that they smothered you with.


I don’t think there is a better feeling, or a better place to go, and I long to re-visit.


Incidentally, Jambo means welcome, and that is exactly how I felt.


Angus


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