Some things I realized I forgot to mention in the last post...
Our first days in Namibia in Sossuflei (I think that is how you spell it) which is in the Kalahari Desert, we experienced a sand storm. It was amazing but quite annoying as we had to put our tents up in it and everything was covered in sand. Then the next day there was a downpour of rain and everything flooded. There was rivers where there used to be roads. Our tents nearly all got washed away. The weather in Namibia changes every 5 seconds it seems. All very extreme. It is amazing.
Ok - a heck of a lot of photos have been uploaded - check them out.
I am trying to prepare myself for my 35-day journey from Cape Town to Nairobi. Packing for the trip. Packing up my apartment (my things will be kept in storage at a friend's house). Making hostel reservations. Trying to see everyone this week. It is a bit stressful. I am wondering how I will get everything done by Sunday evening.
But at the same time I am getting really excited about Cape Town. I can't wait to see the penguins!
For those of you who are wondering – this is what I will be up to over the next few weeks:
Monday Jan 16 – Saturday Jan 21st – Cape Town, South Africa.
Saturday Jan 21st - I join up with an overland bus to travel through Namibia (Fish River Canyon, Namib Naukluft National Park, Swakopmund, Etosha National Park, Waterberg Plateau National Park) and Botswana (Maun, Okavango Delta, Chobe National Park) and ending up in Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe on Feb 8th.
Thursday Feb 9th – Sunday Feb 12th – I set off solo for Lusaka, Zambia and then head up to Kipiri Mposhi, Zambia to catch a train (TAZARA) which will take me north up to Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania over a 45-hour scenic journey!
Monday, Feb 13th – I take the ferry to Zanzibar (hopefully meeting up with a friend from Nairobi) where I will spend a week on the beaches of this beautiful island! I will then take the bus back to Nairobi (across northern Tanzania and past Mount Kilimanjaro) on Saturday Feb 18th.
I am overwhelmed at the thought of all that travel right now so right now I am just concentrating on how much fun I will have in Cape Town. Apparently you can do wine tours by BIKE! That could be dangerous!
I just got back from climbing Mount Kenya. My feet are covered in blisters and sores. I can hardly walk. It was fun.
It was basically a 4-day journey with 13 other Mountain Club of Kenya people. We organized it ourselves rather than going through a tour operator (although knowing the hassles we went through I think I would recommend going through an operator). We took the Naro Moro route (the shortest but steepest) hiking through a bamboo forest and spending one night at Met Station Huts (3000 metres altitude), then hiking up the “vertical bog” (a very steep swampy section) with stunning views of the rift valley. We crossed over one peak and into a valley with a strange desert-type landscape with labalias and cactus littering the mountain side and the summit of Mount Kenya peaking through the clouds as we approached the hut where we spent our second night – McKinder's Hut (4200 metres altitude).
That morning at 1:30am, 7 of us woke up, put on all the clothes that we had with us (it was below zero at this point) and head up the mountain with a porter to guide us in the dark. It was very cold and very difficult. By the time we reached the highest hut (Austrian Hut – 4800 metres altitude) I could hardly walk and decided to view the sunrise from there rather than scrambled up the rocks to see the view from Point Lenana (4900 metres altitude) with some of the others. The sunrise was clear and amazing and when looking directly south you could see Mount Kilimanjaro peaking out of the top of the distant clouds.
Each of us nursing some side-effect from the altitude, 4 of us head down the mountain slope back to the camp while the other 3 went with the guide to do the circuit around the highest peaks of the mountain. It was a gorgeous sunny day but that didn't stop us from heading directly back to bed once we were back at camp. We played cards and ate dehydrated food and tried to stay warm. Remember how I said I missed winter? Well, I take it back!!! Using an outdoor toilet in -10'C weather will make you appreciate warm weather!
The walk down the mountain gave me blisters on the tips of my toes. I was happy to get back into that matatu and head back to Nairobi. It was a great journey but an exhausting one and it made me ready to go back to work.
Total distanced hiked: 56kms. Total altitude ascended: 2kms.
Total photos taken: 115 (I will upload some soon!!)
Poa – cool
Pole (po -lay) – sorry
Pole Pole – careful / slowly!
Sawa – ok?!
Sawa is the Kenyan equivalent to the Canadian “Eh!” and is basically added on to the end of most sentences. It is hard to avoid this one. I even find myself using “sawa” in text messages and emails.
A verb used by Kenyans a lot is “imagine”. Or you might just say the word “imagine” if someone is explaining something to you. John Lennon would be proud.
Top 3 things that I talk about on this blog:
I have another friend visiting. This time it is Desmond taking time off from his copywriting job in Toronto to come check out Kenya for 10 days before heading back to Canada via a stopover in Amsterdam. He did very well on his own those first couple of days while I was up Mount Kenya. He took a matatu, didn't get robbed, saw the Giraffe Centre, walked around the city, went to a bar and got drunk with another Canadian he met, visited a school, and observed that Kenyans don't smile very much. It's true but you have to talk to them first and then they will smile. They may seem standoffish initially but once you ask them something they will be almost overly friendly and go out of their way to help you out.
I think Dez is going to Maasai Mara this week and we are trying to find him a cheap ticket to Lamu as well. I think if you do one thing in Kenya – you should go to the Maasai Mara. And if you do two, the second should be to see Lamu.
Hakuna Matata. You have no idea how often this song from the Lion King is stuck in my head. I still find the song very cheesy and irritating but you have to adopt the attitude of it's meaning in order to survive in Kenya. In case you don't know, it means “no worries” in Swahili. People here say it with a shrug and a smile when something that should be frustrating happens. This is a good approach because so many potentially frustrating things happen here that you have to shrug most of them off. Although I keep thinking about how unsuccessful George and his “serenity now” mantra was in Seinfeld and worry that my “hakuna matatas” will eventually lead to a complete flip out. Only time will tell.
Continuation of my time at the coast for the holidays. After I did my last update we hired a dhow (an old swahili sailboat) to take us to the beach (a 30 minute ride). I was actually freaked out when the dhow started to tip (as all sailboats do) as I associated it with white water rafting and assumed we were going to tip! Could it be that white water rafting has scarred me for life? I hope not. I will have to take more boat rides and see what happens.
From Lamu we head south again to Watamu. This time there were no chickens in the bus but still a constant soundtrack of Islamic hits were broadcast over the bus’s speakers for the duration of the journey. About 90% of the coastal residents (particularly those in Lamu) are Muslim and it is not uncommon to see women walking around in the FULL burqa (head to toe in black with only eyes showing and sometimes even a veil over the eyes). This was a stark contrast to those handful of tourists (myself included) who were obviously wearing a lot less at the beach.
In Watamu we met up with my friend Lauren & her boyfriend and saw the Gedi Ruins and lots of time on the beach. We did a bit of snorkeling at a reef in the Marine Reserve there and saw thousands of beautiful, brightly coloured fish and coral. I should have bought one of those underwater cameras but didn’t think of it in time. Watamu was nice but didn’t have as much fresh fruit juices or cheap seafood available so we decided that Lamu is officially better. Although I can’t say that we suffered very much in Watamu!
As we head to Mombasa on Dec 31st, Karen and I said our good-bye’s as she head back to Nairobi and then Canada that night. I think Karen took the New Year’s flight just for the free champagne.
I went hopped on the matatu and head south to Tiwi Beach to meet up with 25 friends (most Mountain Club of Kenya members) for New Year’s on the beach. We had a nice grilled fish dinner at our ocean-view cottages (keep in mind they cost us only about $15 a night) and then head to a HUGE party with 4 djs and about 500 people. It was at a club on the beach and we danced all night. When we weren’t dancing we went and hung out on the beach and I chased crabs. It was a lovely, lovely night. The crabs didn’t think so.
We spend 2 more days there and now I’m back in Nairobi. I’m a little stressed because I am leaving bright and early tomorrow morning to go and climb MOUNT KENYA! Huzzah! Africa’s 2nd highest peak after Kilimanjaro! And somehow I got finagled into being one of the coordinators. Responsible for 15 people trekking up the mountain. What? Regardless, I am VERY excited to do this and it is a great group going so we should have a lot of fun if the altitude doesn’t ruin too much of the fun. I will hopefully be up at about 5000 metres sometime on Saturday! Wish me luck.
More photos will be posted upon my return. Sorry so slow - it’s been hectic!