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| Erin's Journal for Masai Mara (10-18-02 to 10-21-02) cont. On our last morning in the Masai, we hooked up with our driver, Richard, who would be taking us the rest of our way alone. We had a full group that morning, but would be dropping them off at a transfer point so they could return to Nairobi while we headed on to Lake Naivasha. We did a morning game drive, seeing not much, then stopped in for a tour of a Masai village (they've gone commercial - when Glenn visited them 10 years ago, it was free, but now it's 500 shillings, about $7.50 each!). We bought no souvenirs though, as their prices were outrageous. Then we drove for the rest of the day. Late afternoon, we stopped and let everyone else go, and drove on to Naivasha with just Richard, Glenn and me. This happened to be Kenyatta Day, a national holiday for Kenya, so the 'budget hotel' we were supposed to stay at in town was booked and Richard brought us to a campsite instead. It was nearer the lake, but also swarming with mosquitos and other bugs. Our room had such thin walls that we could hear the guy next door breathing, and were incensed to be kept up by some inconsiderate guys in the room on the other side who kept loudly talking after midnight. Glenn finally got up and pounded on their door, and they had the nerve to say 'we're talking about important things here!' He told them to talk about it elsewhere, so instead they went to bed finally. We didn't sleep much that night. |
| Masai men dancing - they're known for these high jumps! |