one of my favorite things to do in a market where people don’t know me, is get re-educated about spices. i pretend i know nothing about any of the spices, and let various sellers tell me all about them. my favorite part is when the let me taste them! (or, in most cases, force me to taste them. good thing its my favorite part!)
the stairs up to our hotel in mombasa were just begging to be photographed. one cannot pass up a nice set of stairs… if you go left, you get the christian radio station that pumps its music so loud i’m not sure they *actually* need to broadcast…if you right you get to our hotel. swanky.
mombasa is a place with some great worship spaces. these prayer cards are from the hindu temple in the heart of mombasa.
people’s spaces fascinate me-especially when they look like they have been around for hundreds of years…in this case, it has! behind this door, mombasans live their life. a swahili woman was kind enough to allow me to photo her door before she went in. she herself, however was too shy to be photoed as well.
shadow pictures are fun. especially with fun friends.
just to prove that mombasa is truly on the coast… i spied these boats while climbing around an embankment looking for fort jesus (yes. its called fort jesus) a delightful find.