17 May, Tuesday
Kembu to Lake Naivasha
Willie and I wake up early with a beautiful sunrise. Willie makes us coffee and we go for a long bird-watching walk. The dairy farm belongs to 4th generation Kenyans, originally from England, who fought in the Boer war in South Africa. The estate is big with sprawling manicured lawns and gardens. We have an easy morning and are packed up by 1pm.
We drive back to Nakuru and Hugo, Andrej and I go to a supermarket…a real supermarket with trolleys, baskets, aisles and choices. We relish the experience and walk around almost wide-eyed, open-mouthed. It is so interesting how far removed we are from what was ‘normal’. Everything is sooo expensive and I have a hard time making decisions. We are so used to roadside vendors and ramshackle little market joints where we buy fruit and veggies in
season and every now and then when we got brave we ventured into small-hole butchers where the cow carcass suspends from a hook in the ceiling. This far we had no problems with food that went bad.
The guys help me decide our menu: hamburgers, because we found real ground beef; chips-fries (for that we need potatoes from the roadside); rolls and new condiments. It is a short drive to our next campsite and we have 3 lakeside choices. We decide on Fish Eagle Lodge, because they had wireless and a decent price. The wireless we found out is not free and the per minute tariff is outrageous, so no internet until Nairobi.
Our camp site is 75 m from the lake on green grass and under the shade of tall trees. Maraboe Storks stand around with their wizened, aged appearance and as we unpack we hear hippos snort! Yes, they do have hippos and they often come out during the night to graze, says the guard. There is an electric fence which they activate after 6 pm at night. We are excited about
the water birds we will see.
The hamburger and chips do not disappoint and we sit around the fire for a couple of hours before we go to bed. The slower pace, less kilo’s and fewer hours in the car were good for all of us. The difficult roads since we crossed into Kenya made us travel weary with plummeting morales. We are pepping up and are more excited about the rest of our journey to Namibia. It is almost time to pick up Ruco in Nairobi and we are excited that we will be able to see him and share some of our experiences with him. We are sad, though, that Kristi will not be able to join him.
Kembu to Lake Naivasha
Willie and I wake up early with a beautiful sunrise. Willie makes us coffee and we go for a long bird-watching walk. The dairy farm belongs to 4th generation Kenyans, originally from England, who fought in the Boer war in South Africa. The estate is big with sprawling manicured lawns and gardens. We have an easy morning and are packed up by 1pm.
We drive back to Nakuru and Hugo, Andrej and I go to a supermarket…a real supermarket with trolleys, baskets, aisles and choices. We relish the experience and walk around almost wide-eyed, open-mouthed. It is so interesting how far removed we are from what was ‘normal’. Everything is sooo expensive and I have a hard time making decisions. We are so used to roadside vendors and ramshackle little market joints where we buy fruit and veggies in
season and every now and then when we got brave we ventured into small-hole butchers where the cow carcass suspends from a hook in the ceiling. This far we had no problems with food that went bad.
The guys help me decide our menu: hamburgers, because we found real ground beef; chips-fries (for that we need potatoes from the roadside); rolls and new condiments. It is a short drive to our next campsite and we have 3 lakeside choices. We decide on Fish Eagle Lodge, because they had wireless and a decent price. The wireless we found out is not free and the per minute tariff is outrageous, so no internet until Nairobi.
Our camp site is 75 m from the lake on green grass and under the shade of tall trees. Maraboe Storks stand around with their wizened, aged appearance and as we unpack we hear hippos snort! Yes, they do have hippos and they often come out during the night to graze, says the guard. There is an electric fence which they activate after 6 pm at night. We are excited about
the water birds we will see.
The hamburger and chips do not disappoint and we sit around the fire for a couple of hours before we go to bed. The slower pace, less kilo’s and fewer hours in the car were good for all of us. The difficult roads since we crossed into Kenya made us travel weary with plummeting morales. We are pepping up and are more excited about the rest of our journey to Namibia. It is almost time to pick up Ruco in Nairobi and we are excited that we will be able to see him and share some of our experiences with him. We are sad, though, that Kristi will not be able to join him.
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