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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Mombasa tour-Mombasa raha

 Beautiful scenario of the ocean
                                                                                                  



 
                                                                                                           
















Mombasa trip
These are some of the beautiful pictures that i took on my recent tour to mombasa. It was a work retreat as well as relaxation. It was fun. The hotel 'Sai Rock' is a classic three star hotel which hosts a number of tourist. I stayed there for two days and relocated to 'Travellers Hotel' which is a four star hotel. This is also a great place to be, the only issue is its high cost. Some of us would never step into these hotels were it not for our jobs, which of course paid for the expenses. But i do encourage all to at least tour these places even if it is once with your families. The rates for locals do go down when the tourist season is low. Try it.
I got to visit the famous 'Kongowea' market, Shanzu, docks, south coast where i saw the new ferry's amongst others. Some of the nightspots i visited included makuti bar, acapulco pub and the famous casablanca[ here i purposely went to see with my own two eyes the strip dancing and gosh!i saw more...]
One funny thing with mombasa is the number of young girls openly doing prostitution. I was shocked to see them walking half naked, shamelessly and openly flirting. And to make matters worse, very old wazungus are taking advantage of them. You see them walking side-by-side, holding hands and even walking to the hotel rooms. By the beach, what happens is beyond words. Once we even saw a couple making it out in the ocean!! Aii, mombasa is dangerous for moralistic opinionated people. I wouldnt want my beautiful daughter to grow up there, you never know coz these things happen openly wherever you walk. I didnt tour the whole of mombasa to generalise the whole town, but what i saw and heard, is quite representative.
I now realise why they say mombasa is the harbour for tourist. They are very many and i hear in Mtwapa, they practically own the small town and their number almost match half the locals. So for those who want to attract wazungu, mtwapa is the place BUT beware, i also learned that the ladies there are very protective of their 'catches'-they do kill each other. Survival for the fittest. In fact, one of our colleagues was almost knifed when she went touring the town at night, they mistook her for a new kid on the block ready to snatch their catches {she is young and beautiful}.

Social networkings

This here is one social lady. My weekends and sometimes my weekdays are normally very busy. I belong to various social groups where i get to share and meet various people. Some of them are;
  • Fish youth group
  • Fish allumni
  • St. Mathews small christian community
  • St. Catherine
  • Unique mine
  • Smart ladies
  • Kalosiki women group
Each has a purpose in my life and again more on the profile of each and what they do, one can contact me personally through my email addresses; brendaamimo@yahoo.com or amimobrenda@gmail.com.

Seeds

I always joke to all who are close to me that when one wants to leave a legacy, better shop around for good seeds. Remember in the bible the parable that Jesus told about the seeds that grew on rocks, some on bad soil and some on good soil.Which ones flourished. Get guessing where i am headed....
I have two very beutifull seeds. One is a girl called Nicole, now in class seven, the other is a handsome prince called Justin, in class two. I think i have stopped there, unless i get a seed i cannot resist.
Please readers, dont do as i do, coz you might be burnt in this life and age. Anyway if anyone is interested in seeing them, please log onto my facebook at 'BAmimo Ann' and you will see their pictures there.
My daughter has a dream of becoming a musician and my son's ambition is to become a successful businessman and buy me all the good cars he can get. Aint i lucky. About their father, thats another story for another day....

About me

I guess by now you know my names. My other name is Anne, which most of my sibblings and close friends know me by. I was born in Kisumu town to Joseph Amimo and Sabina Aketch at victoria hospital. I grew up at Okore estate next to the now defunct kenya breweries factory and i undertook my nursery education at St. Teresa's nursery school. from there, i proceeded to M.M. Shah primary school and later to Kisumu Girls High school for my secondary education. More about my post secondary is another interesting read for another day.
Let me tell you more about my family. i am the fourth born in a family of eight children. Sadly, two of my siblings have passed on, first born Vincent and second born Ida. Those remaining are the third born Imelda, then me, Philister, Mary, Patrick and last born Leonard. My parents gave birth to many girls. It was always joked that after giving birth to the first born son, they started getting girls until after the sixth born. Wow! In this current life, most people would have given up and opted to marry second or even third wives. My grandparents Leonadus and Isabella were humble people though they only had two sons, who are now all dead. This means that we are not a very big family since my uncle also gave birth to six children.
My grandmother used to like the song ''isabella ma nyar atieno, kiti otamo ji ng'eyo, isabella nego to chiero, gino neno tamo ji nge'yo''. I used to think she composed the song for herself only to realise in later years, long after she had died that it was a famous song by the late D.O.Misiani.
As a child, i never used to tolerate nonsense and never liked to play and this made my grandmother isabella nickname me 'polis'. She also could not quite get the pronounciation for the name Brenda and so she used to call me 'baranda'. My sibblings could kid me that am called 'verandah' and so as a child i hated the name Brenda. I only picked it up after my secondary schooling. This explains why most of my earlier schoolmates know me as Anne and not Brenda
......More to come next time.....