Mombasa: Take 1

We decided to go to Mombasa, the tourist town on the coast, we were just not sure when.

Then some friends called and said that they were staying in a lovely house, right on the beach just outside Mombasa and would we like to join them?

We finally, after much deliberation, decided to go. It was 1630.

It is a ten hour bus ride to Mombasa, and the bus leaves at 2100.

We packed frantically for two hours and then took a taxi to the bus station which is about three miles away. We should have plenty of time to get there. Right?

The matatu drivers decided to go on strike for three days to protest the fact that the police were stopping them for bribes when they broke the law. The lack of matatus made traffic a nightmare. (Not that Nairobi traffic is ever not a nightmare...)

After three hours we had traveled about a mile. It was decided that there was no way we would make it to the bus on time and we would try again in the morning. 
"Well that is one way to kill a couple of hours" "Yeah, very dead"

Priska got some sunglasses...