Day 34 (Thu, 10 Aug) - Lamu
For some reason Sarb got absolutely ravaged by mozzies during the night. Jo remained unscathed.
Today we explored Lamu a little further ( [1], [2]).
We tried to get a look round the fort but unfortunately it had closed (for the day, the week; we never found out).
Went to see our book man, Mwangi where Sarb gave him back the book he'd read and Jo got some more necklaces.
Went round Lamu market and looked in on the numerous carpentry workshops.
Sarb's hair was beginning to look worse than usual so we found a barbers. Jo waited outside and drew quite a bit of attention. The sight of a white woman sitting outside a men's barbers was clearly far too much for some.
Sarb looked pretty nervous as the barber offered to give him a shave with a cut throat razor. After extracting promises that the barber would only tidy the Goatee and not shave it off (despite Jo's instructions) he began.
Sarb looked pretty uncomfortable as the shop was small, people were jostling around, the barber was chatting to everyone and he had a very sharp implement waving round his ears.
Sarb went back for a shower and after we set off for a bit more of the town. We met a local artist who was keen to take us to his studio. As everyone is so friendly and not pushy in the slightest we agreed and ambled off afer him. He took us through a maze of streets, pausing whilst we took some photos of an interesting door or scene to his first floor cramped studio.
Admired his work, which was quite good and parted buying three handmade postcards, each showing a particular scene of Lamu. We shall frame these when we get home.
On the way back to the harbour we passed a small hotel with a huge tree growing in the courtyard. We went in and the owner said that there was a rooftop restaurant. We headed up the stairs and emerged at the top of building that had a commanding view of the harbour and old town.
Jo was a bit peckish so had some fresh fish fingers.
Pottered back to the hotel and sat on the verandah drinking wine and beer. Beautiful looking out at the dark harbour hearing the calls to the faithful from the imams wafting on the very slight warm breeze.
Sarb finally managed to get some really good photos of the moon hanging over the harbour!!!!
Because we had a light lunch we finally managed to tackle all 5 courses at dinner. Delicious.
Today we explored Lamu a little further ( [1], [2]).
We tried to get a look round the fort but unfortunately it had closed (for the day, the week; we never found out).
Went to see our book man, Mwangi where Sarb gave him back the book he'd read and Jo got some more necklaces.
Went round Lamu market and looked in on the numerous carpentry workshops.
Sarb's hair was beginning to look worse than usual so we found a barbers. Jo waited outside and drew quite a bit of attention. The sight of a white woman sitting outside a men's barbers was clearly far too much for some.
Sarb looked pretty nervous as the barber offered to give him a shave with a cut throat razor. After extracting promises that the barber would only tidy the Goatee and not shave it off (despite Jo's instructions) he began.
Sarb looked pretty uncomfortable as the shop was small, people were jostling around, the barber was chatting to everyone and he had a very sharp implement waving round his ears.
Sarb went back for a shower and after we set off for a bit more of the town. We met a local artist who was keen to take us to his studio. As everyone is so friendly and not pushy in the slightest we agreed and ambled off afer him. He took us through a maze of streets, pausing whilst we took some photos of an interesting door or scene to his first floor cramped studio.
Admired his work, which was quite good and parted buying three handmade postcards, each showing a particular scene of Lamu. We shall frame these when we get home.
On the way back to the harbour we passed a small hotel with a huge tree growing in the courtyard. We went in and the owner said that there was a rooftop restaurant. We headed up the stairs and emerged at the top of building that had a commanding view of the harbour and old town.
Jo was a bit peckish so had some fresh fish fingers.
Pottered back to the hotel and sat on the verandah drinking wine and beer. Beautiful looking out at the dark harbour hearing the calls to the faithful from the imams wafting on the very slight warm breeze.
Sarb finally managed to get some really good photos of the moon hanging over the harbour!!!!
Because we had a light lunch we finally managed to tackle all 5 courses at dinner. Delicious.
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8/10/2006 09:22:00 am
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