Exploring Uganda and back to my Masai family in Kenya..

I went to Uganda by myself by overnight bus to Kampala.  I had a rough border crossing with my visa but eventually got there.

That first day in Kampala I found it strange not to hear the East African language of Kiswahili anymore.  It was odd to be a tourist in a foreign country again but now I was much more experienced in how things worked.  I knew how to haggle down and felt completely comfortable jumping on the back of a boda (motorbike) to get where I needed to go.  It’s all about confidence.

The city of Kampala..
The city of Kampala..

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Road tripping around Kenya..

One of my Kenyan friends who I met in Mombasa, Ivan, is a freelance photojournalist, Ivan Lieman Photography.  Ivan was going on a road trip from Mombasa to the Turkana Region in North Kenya to take photos of the ‘rare solar hybrid eclipse’ and invited me to join him.

I was lucky enough to have some friends living in Nairobi so I stayed at their apartment before Ivan picked me up on for what ended up being my favourite road trip ever.

The start of the road trip. On the road to Lake Naivasha.
The start of the road trip. On the road to Lake Naivasha.

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My first, of many, steps in Kenya..

Little did I know how long the coastal town of Mombasa, would become my home..

I was at Mombasa Backpackers for a few days exploring the city and figuring out what I was going to do on my travels next.  I arranged to go live with a Masai tribe through a volunteer company but as things happen, I met some great people including Linnea (American) and Hannah (Aussie).  Linnea had recently started up her own NGO, Local Push Global, in Mombasa and Hannah had just moved in with her to help out.

Children jumping the puddles in the OId Town of Mombasa..
Children jumping the puddles in the OId Town of Mombasa..

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