Lamu

I rallied north from Mombasa almost to the border with Somalia. At the end of the bus ride, I sailed by dhow on the final leg around the bend to Lamu Island. It seemed as if I had left an Indian island with no cars (Rameswaram) and arrived at another trafficless destination where mules were the only form of transport.

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Lamu’s main drag

The main town consisted of narrow walkways weaving through stone buildings. Around the bend from Shela, stretched a pristine beach facing the ocean. There were empty buildings in the town to rent or shambas for next to nothing.

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Deserted beach on Lamu

I ate mandazis for breakfast while sharing a house with other tourists. There weren’t many foreigners back then. This paradise was still off the radar so it was no wonder I stayed a month.

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A shamba on Lamu