I’ve just checked into a hotel in Morogoro, Tanzania, after a 12-hour journey by plane and 4 hours on the road.
As I pick up my key, my bloodshot eyes catch a sign at reception: zumba class, today at 5 pm. What I REALLY need right now is a hot shower and a comfy bed, but I decide to go and stretch my muscles a bit.
The clock says it is 7 am here in Nairobi, but according to my body clock it is 4 am. I’m sitting in the new terminal of Kenyatta International Airport sipping coffee and feeling pleased with myself: it is my fifth time at Nairobi airport and I’ve figured out how to take a shower. Here is how: you need to find the barber on the second floor of the new terminal and pay 20 USD. Not cheap, I know, but I’m sweaty and on expenses, so I don’t really care.
My Ryanair flight to Frankfurt leaves on Friday at midday from London Stansted airport. Slightly annoying, because that means I have to take a full day off work. But I don’t really have a choice, as that’s the only flight of the day.
The bus ticket is £6 and the journey lasts an hour. So far so good.
It takes five hours to drive from Nairobi to Maasai Mara. Our Landcruiser negotiates Nairobi’s infernal traffic, passes by a sprawling slum settlement, and a couple of hours later we are crossing the Rift Valley and heading towards the land of the Masai. Our destination is the Maasai Mara plain, a massive national park blending smoothly into Serengeti on the Tanzanian side.
Not long ago I was packing for a trip to Kenya in the middle of the British winter. Nairobi temperatures in February oscillate around 25-30 C, while London was experiencing a big freeze with below zero temperatures and a chilly wind. Continue reading