My tent has a flap on each of its four sides. I roll these up for some air movement as otherwise the inside gets rather stuffy. I’m in a tent on my own so can’t imagine how unpleasant the air must get when two people share a tent. It started to sprinkle rain at 05h00 so there was a mad scramble to get up and drop the flaps before I got wet inside. Whilst this was being done a bloody mozzie got inside so no further peaceful sleep resulted. I got up 45 minutes later, and as usual, was the first, or one of the first, to be up and about. I had my tent cleared out and packed up and on the truck before some others were up. There was plenty of time to help some of the others, but isn’t it strange how it seems to be the same ones every time. Some just disappear into thin air and wait for somebody else to chip in and achieve a quick pack-up.
We crossed from Uganda back into Kenya this morning. The exit from Uganda was no problem. I had to get another three day ‘Transit Visa’ to get into Kenya, but as I had done my homework this time, three days was all I needed. Mind you, I used each of the three days! It took us over an hour to clear both borders. Again, there were trucks as far as the eye could see waiting on the Kenyan side to clear immigration and customs. I counted 88 but didn’t start doing so until some way along the line.
We arrived in Eldoret at 16h45, rather early, but pleasant. This is the same camping ground as last time. I decided not to upgrade this time, I rather like my tent and because last time I had to squat under a low tap in my shower to get any water. The communal shower was wonderful with water that hot I needed to use some cold to make it useable. A thunderstorm had been brewing all afternoon and broke just as I started to dry off. I waited until the worst of it passed before I made a dash back to my tent. When I got there I found a river flowing beneath it. It wasn’t as though I’d chosen my site badly as all the other tents were in a similar position. I could feel the water flowing under the floor. Thankfully the tent is completely waterproof and everything in it, including me, stayed dry. It is interesting to look back on the whole trip to realise that we didn’t have to put up or take down our tents in the rain. In fact, the only rain occurred when it didn’t really matter too much. We were either on the road, eating under cover or in our tents when it rained.
My real comfort is the last of my ‘medicinal’ whisky and some peanuts. With only one more night to go, I think I did pretty well eking it out to run out with only one night to go! There will be some more bought in duty free at Abu Dhabi airport for the next leg. If I get it on the way in I can pack it in my checked-in baggage as I have an overnight stop in Abu Dhabi after my flight from Nairobi. Saves any possible confiscation of my litre of whisky by some nasty security person! I can also decant the precious golden liquid into my metal water bottle to save both the weight of the glass bottle and to protect it from breakage. Can you imagine me trying to suck my clothes dry should the unthinkable happen?
Juma gets a night off cooking tonight as we are being catered for by the camping ground. They have a pleasant dining area next to the bar and as it is still over an hour before dinner and I’ve run out of whisky, I just might have to start warming a seat in that area.
The thunder storm turned out to bit more than a passing event as heavy rain settled in for an hour or two. Again, we escaped an unpleasantness while eating our buffet meal. After the meal, which had an African theme, one which I’m not sure I could get used to as it consists mainly of ugali, a maize based thick goo, and even more carbohydrate in the form of a yam-like root vegetable. There were plenty of vegetables and tough meat to choose from to make the carbohydrate palatable. Fond farewells were made as this was to be the last night the group was to be together. Tip envelopes were handed over and the crew seemed to be happy – as we were with the whole trip.
Our driver, Mbuthia P1250984 DY of jtdytravels
Our camp cook, Juma P1250988 DY of jtdytravels
A Tusker beer surrounded by the group! P1250992 DY of jtdytravels
The trip kitty was reconciled by Ingwe and three of our group and after paying for dinner there was just over $5/PAX left over. I think this is pretty good. It was decided that anyone who wanted their $5 could have it in cash, otherwise the balance was put on the bar for all to enjoy. It only paid for a couple of drinks each so nobody was able to go mad.
The group at the fire P1250998 DY of jtdytravels
I was well and truly snuggled up in my tent by 23h00 and asleep soon afterwards. As would have it, a nature call was required some hours later. The ground was really muddy and very slippery as a result of the earlier rain. Over I went, down on my bum to dirty my clean undies and hands. Thankfully there was a nearby tap which could wash the mud of my hands but my undies are still muddy and will have to wait until I get to Copenhagen to be washed. My dignity didn’t suffer as there was nobody around. Back in my tent I had to zip up my sleeping bag for the first time. Until now I’d been warm enough just using it as a throw-over to my sheet sleeping bag.