My last morning was spent lounging in an infinity pool at one of Paige's friend's home. This is the 8 bedroom house down the road from Shaanti where the girls stayed during Teacher Training.
I road Mario the camel down the beach and after lunch, jumped into a van with Lisa and Siddiqi and headed to Mombasa to begin the journey home.
The ride to Mombasa was scary at times. The streets were dirty and crowded and the ferry was full of people and cars. Mombasa is an island of haze from all of the exhaust. At one point on the highway we were pulled over at a Kenya Police checkpoint. We weren't sure what would happen and the Police are not always safest people to run into. When the officer approached our car, he noticed our "Be The Change" shirts and immediately smiled waving us on yelling "Obama, Kenya's son!"
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