Flying east from the unforgettable wildebeest herds in the Serengeti / Mara ecosystem, eventually the Indian Ocean looms into view, and descending, the scent of the moist warm air in my nostrils reminds me that I am coming home to one of my favourite places on earth.
Lamu island has enjoyed a checkered past, yet it’s sleepy magic still endures. The muezzin calls to the faithful at noon as we set sail to Shela town, skippered by a face from seafaring ages gone by…. I can relax.
Lars and Carol, owners of quaint and comfortable Peponi Hotel greet us from the verandah as long lost friends … And I am home … Ready to tackle the pristine and empty 9 mile beach after a sumptuous seafood lunch.