Yesterday (Saturday) night, Benjo took Robin and I to a great spot on
the cliffs to watch the sunset.
This required us to take my first tuk-tuk ride. A tuk-tuk is
a sort of motorized pedi-cab, but resembles a mythological creature with the
front parts of an old motorcycle, the feet of a tricycle, and the body of a
square wheelbarrow, with a bench. It was a bumpy ride, especially up and down
the drive of our “plot 28,” which only has pavement in two tracks and rocks in the middle.
We voyaged deep into the heart of Italian Watamu (Italians
are by far the most common tourists) to a small path leading between two
construction sites. When we got to the top we saw this:
The cliffs are old old coral rock, so they’re very porous
and jagged and actually really resemble basalt (lava rock). There were great
places where the waves crashed under ledges of this rock forming blowholes:
It was just spectacular. We followed the cliffs around to
get to a spot where we could look west, towards the sunset. It was well worth
it.
It was a great adventure and a nice send-off for Benjo who has again changed his mind and will be leaving for the UK tomorrow for three weeks.
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