This beautiful town is not what it used to be a couple of years back. It has really been through a lot of mishaps, damaging fires, befouled beaches, all which led to local investors upping and leaving, resulting from declining business. But the local community, together with private organizations and the local government are working hard to restore this town to its former glory.
It’s been two minutes. He places his fingers on the throttle and lifts his head to see the police man’s face. I look up the town clock; it’s five minutes to time. Cold sweat runs down my face. My heart drops. I don’t think we are going to make it. A loud whistle blow snaps me back reality, a deafening vroom fills up the air. We move so fast I am jerked a few inches back. I hold tightly on my seat and look up the road to see if we are almost there.
I needed a distraction; I wasn’t ready to deal with all these emotions. So when a pal of mine invited me on a trip, I said yes without any hesitation. I desperately needed a ‘griefcation.’
They say travelling makes you speechless and then turns you to a story teller, which is why I felt the need to have this space. A place where I can share my experiences as a Kenyan female traveller….