Back in Mombasa... Ugghh...

Oh snap! So we had to leave Malindi, and now we're back in Mombasa. We're jumping on the overnight train back to Nairobi in about an hour and a half. Trying to kill some time in this fun city. Yeah right. Kristin-------> but wait back to malindi we went snorkeling with captain isaac which was super awesome. there were hundreds of fish and they swarm all around you and dont mind all the human interaction at all. i held a starfish, saw an octopus, and got a really good picture of a lion fish. we are sun burned bad and i dont think i have ever peeled this much in my life and it sucks. it sucks even more when your killing time in a room full of computers that doesnt have air conditioning... because even though its super hot everywhere you go here air conditioning doesnt even exist. saturday we leave for the safari and im really really excited. we got an email about it saying thats its going to be a pretty full trip though, 24 people! i hope its not a bunch of really old people or annoying kids. Sean--------> Oh yeah. So we went snorkelling in the Malindi Marine National Park. It's a protected area, where there's no fishing or taking shells (supposedly). When the low tide occurs, there's a few islands that pop up a few miles off the shore. We got to stand on one. It was super cool. They're not too much bigger than a house. And yes. I've got one of the top three worst sunburns of all time. It hurts to exist. What else? OH YEAH! We went to the casino, and I kicked ass on the roulette table two nights in a row. made enough to pay for our train ticket back to Nairobi and a few nights stay when we get there. Woo hoo! I still haven't cut my hair. Longest it's been in a while. We only have a few more days until the overland trip. Should be in Zanzibar Island soon. Back to the ocean. Yes! Hmmm. What else. I've been thinking about New York a lot lately... A lot lately. I've been trying to learn some Swahili. It's a really interesting language. So far I can count to about thirty. Say thank you, please, hello, and I can recite almost all of the surgeon general warnings they put on the cigarette packs. For example: ONYO: Matumizi ya tumbaku husababisha ugonjwa wa Mapafu. Good, huh? When you read it out loud, it sounds way cooler if you say it in a really emphatic tone as deep and scratchy as possible. There's been all kinds of disasters happening here in Kenya this week. Fires, tankers exploding, trains derailing. We've been lucky. We get on a train in about an hour. Yikes! OH GOD! Enrique Iglesias! You'll walk into a really cool restaurant or bar in Malindi, and they'll have some good African music playing. Then once they bring your drinks and the menu, almost EVERY restaurant seems to mysteriously have the most OBNOXIOUS Enrique Iglesias CD. If you're lucky, it'll be a greatest hits album, so you'll at least have some variety. If you're not so lucky, you'll hear like seven different versions of that song, "I can be your hero Baby..." CONSECUTIVELY. An English version, a Spanish version, a dance version, the instrumental, etc... When the songs are over, instead of playing a different CD, IT STARTS OVER! TORTURE! Aahhight. Enough whining. Waa waa. Kristin says bye.