As planned, David dropped me off at the RRB&S Club, which kind of explains the gap.
A totally self contained development of varying sized appartments, two pools, two bars, security guards, restaurant, etc, with a little touristy shop, and another basic general store. All at tourist prices, which meant that the beer was 90/= instead of 50/=, and so on.....But still quite a pleasant way of spending some chill-out days, the exact details of which aren't so important, but involved striking up a friendship with some of the staff, in particular Eddy "Safari" (I mean, come on, as if....) one of the barmen, and some of the guards, which in turn lead to some interesting comparisons being made with home. I will say no more.
I do have to say though that while the resort complex is very pleasant, it is nevertheless pretty much the last kind of place that I would personally have picked to spend a whole holiday in. But am still very glad to have had the chance to come to find out for myself. The weather was absolutely fabulous, and many happy hours were spent in the pool(s), and occasionally the sea/ocean. (I couldn't believe how hot the sea was, especially as you first get into it...like a very hot bath, but salty...It got more bearable as you swam out, but boy, hot.....) oh...and bars....(Natch)
The view across the complex....Hmm, could be anywhere....
Neil, Tanja & some muppet or other....
Me, Eddy & Neil...However I am struggling to compute how, in five days, I seem to have managed to spend approximately $100 + 5000/=, ie roughly £110 or more. It's not feasible that this has been done totallu legitimately. I know I'm on holiday, but I still thought I was keeping the beer to an acceptable level(!) (Mostly) and didn't go mad on the gastronomic front either. Some cunning jiggery-pokery perhaps may have gone on....and that i will probably never get to the bottom of....But, hey, it was fun wasn't it??
(Much later note, this seems like peanuts in comparison, but when cigs are 20 or 30p a pack, and beers 30 or 40p a bottle, that takes a lot of spending, believe me...)
Except the bit where Neil & I went off with Claudia (The bizarre girl with the pet monkey) To Mtwapa, and I had a meal instead of waiting to revisit the resort menu.....(Limited to put it bluntly)....which upset Neil who wanted us to eat with Linda & Doug, from Canada, who's last night it was...(I mean come on, it's not like we were related or anything....) It was hardly as if there were even particularly close friends or anything either....This resulted in Neil throwing a major paddy in the taxi back, and acting a bit like a spoiled kid... admitting later that it was mostly down to his jealously of my being friendly with Tanja. Not that anything could possibly have become of it, I was only being a happy-person-on-holiday, not anything more. This was fortunately the only minor cloud of my stay with them, and had been pretty much forgotten by the time we got the bus back from Mombassa....
As I write this I am actually back at Anthea's, and this is all just a fading memory already.......
For the record though, Tanja could just swim like a fish though........Or mermaid, or something else equally as elegant.....Hope she's out there somewhere having a top life.
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