What a beautiful day. Sitting on the white sands of Nyali beach in Mombasa drying off in the hot sun after swimming in the cooling ocean waters. Life is sweet. The salty smell of the ocean in the air, the palm trees blowing in the breeze. Ahhhhh..............relaxing, there's nothing that could ruin this. Oh wait you have a camel.
The exchange;
Camel Guy: "Muzungu lady for you special price, you want to ride my camel?"
Me: "No thank you."
Camel Guy: "Why?"
Me: "I don't really want to ride a camel."
Camel Guy: "I take you up and down the beach"
Me: "No. But wow your camel is peeing right next to me can you move the camel?"
Camel Guy: "Camel has to finish before moving."
Me: "oh...okkkkk...."
So ten minutes later the camel's bladder is now sufficiently empty and camel guy and his money maker continue to hook and pimp along the beach stretch. I wondered when that camel smell was going to leave too. It wasn't going anywhere. Camel pee is an insanely strong odour that lingers, festers, grows and develops in the nostrils as the pee soaks into the sand. The pee smell didn't leave but I sure as hell legged it out of there.
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