We headed down to the Indian Ocean with our friend Kasia on the famous Nairobi-Mombassa train. It was not as nice as we imagined....we were very very late and the train broke down 10Km outside Mombassa....but hey the experience was priceless....but we flew back.
Here are Kasia and I waiting for the train. It was two hours late leaving the station. The explaination was that it had to be watered. There must have been a translation problem....

The train itself is actually nice, a little run down, but still pleasant. The lights only work when the train is moving so while we were stopped or delayed we were in the dark!


There are a lot of people who live on the tracks-illegally. Technically the railroad owns the land so there is always a threat of the homes being razed in the middle of the night. Most of the kids just aks for money. These kids were just playing...

A nice view out the train and another train that was not so lucky!


But we did finally make it....and the beach was beautiful. White sand and blue water....

But it was hot...steamy and hot....not good for my Scottish blood. I could never cool down and was bright red...many people wanted to know if I was ok. Next time I will insist on air conditioning.
Mombasa has been a key trading post for the past 500 years. In the 1500's the Portuguese built Fort Jesus...


We we are on the back of a tuk-tuk which is basically a taxi-trike!
