You should read this first: Xanadu Beach resort
There’s a swimming pool. There’s a sitting area with a thatched umbrella. There’s a 5 foot fence. There’s the ocean just across the fence. The sitting area borders the swimming pool and the ocean. Here I sit.
It had been raining, this I can tell when I get up at 6:30am. Since I don’t know rainy coast, am fascinated and my first instinct is to go outside. Dressed in skimpy sleeping clothes, I cover myself with my favorite shirt which reaches my knees.
I open the door which is made of mesh, to keep out the mosquitoes and other flying insects.
Outside, it’s drizzling, the clouds look angry, dark, there’s a wind, the ocean is closer to the wall than I ever saw it, it’s scary.
I breath it all in.
I go back inside, check the fridge, pull out a packet of juice, get a glass and pour some. I take with me my notebook, pen and phone.
I scribble something, nothing, anything because to write well, you have to practice.
It’s now 7:20am, the ocean has moved. Tucking back to its deeper self, leaving leaves and shells behind.
I finish my first glass and fetch some more. From afar, there’s a line on the ocean, one that marks the end of the shallow side and the beginning of the deeper side of the ocean. The deeper side is bluer and darker.
He walks up to me, “Habari”, “mzuri” I respond. I am the only one awake. He asks something about us wanting fish and I have to make a call to confirm. As we wait, I can’t help but indulge him, he tells me, “wakati bahari imechafuka, iyo line huwa complete circle” – when the ocean is worked up, that line is usually a complete and continuous circle.
From afar, the sun is trying to break through the clouds. After all, it’s the coast and sun is an everyday recipe. Crows roam around the area, they like this area.
The guy gets the order to deliver the fish, to cook it too, coast style. He walks to the beach to cut out the fish, prepare it for the oven. The crows eat the remains.
They remind me of zoo. You should watch zoo. One of those series that don’t leave you after you’re done watching. They stick in your memory a little longer. And you just have to tell people about it.
Later in the day we were set for Wild Waters Kenya.
Wild Waters is a pleasant place to be. Water slides all over, some with floaters, others mats, and one with neither – this one’s for swimmers (it only opens for an hour; 3pm-4pm). The whole area is a swimming pool. For the slides with floaters and mats, anyone including those with no swimming experience can go. It’s like zip lining where you fly without wings. Adrenaline filled experiences. Ones after which you feel like you can conquer the world. Screaming is allowed, it even comes so naturally.
Remember my post about visiting Tanzania, here’s the Kunduchi Wet n Wild Water Park
In case you are looking for a thrilling adventure, how about visiting the largest water park in the world;