My Travel Adventures

I woke up at around six and one of my friends did as well. We decided that instead of waiting for the rest of the group to wake up and slowly make its way to breakfast, we would catch a boda to the beach and join them later. Catching a boda in Kilifi is no great challenge. Walking along the street, a tourist is bound to attract the attention of a passing motorcyclist within a few minutes, and if that does not work, one can always find drivers hanging around the major junctions, larger roads, and tourist joints.

 Since I only work for half a day on Friday, I left my hotel-cum-office in Malindi not long after noon. I arranged with the hotel to find me a tuktuk driver who would take me to the town’s matatu stop, but once I climbed into the rickety three-wheeler and we started talking, he easily convinced me that it would be much faster to travel all the way to Gedi with him. His price was not exorbitant, and he very reasonably pointed out that if I took the matatu to Gedi, I would still have to either walk or take a tuktuk from the matatu stop to the site itself.