Between being holed up in Nairobi for various reasons (waiting for Sudan, meeting other volunteers, waiting for a Visa), during which time I spent my time dodging traffic, drinking coffee at Nairobi Java House and hanging out at the hostel, I tried to make it over to the coast. The first stint I stayed a few days in Lamu, a small no-car, all-donkey Swahili island off the north coast of Kenya. It was a full-on Swahili experience of a cramped, hot, chaotic, fish-smelling and extremely diverse slice of life on the coast. Did I find it interesting? Absolutely. Did I enjoy it? Not really.
The second time on the coast I made it down to Diani Beach near Mombasa, a small, laid back beach town with a lot of sand and not much to do (save kite boarding). Was it interesting? Not really. Did I enjoy it? Hell yeah. It was hot as hell and I got the requisite sunburn on day 2. (Still peeling. PS: Sorry to friends back home about complaining about the heat). I met up with some cool people at the Stilts Tree House Guesthouses, watched (and bet on) camel racing, swam in the pee-warm water and took long mind-numbing walks on the beach.
The dream couldn't last too long unfortunately as I had to get back to Nairobi to catch a flight. I have decided to brave India for the second time, and since I have a friend living in New Delhi, I figured it would be a good place to land and live cheaply for awhile while I figure out my next move. India is an assault on the senses (and sometimes the sanity), but I think I'm game. My friend Darren advised me, "Don't worry dude, it's better the second time."
While keeping an eye on Sudan from afar, I'm looking into other volunteer-type opportunites. And I've got a map on the wall and a dart in my hand.