The long journey is at an end. We've reached Nairobi and I'm almost unscathed and I've done all my souvenir shopping.
A last night with the gang was cleverly combined with the celebration of Rowie's birthday. At Carnivore it was meat extravaganza. Not too much in the game meat dept, but at least I got to sink my teeth in ostrich and crocodile. And as per tradition, the surprising birthday cake for dessert.
As people dropped off it was time for goodbyes and hugs, as most of the group were leaving the following day. Goodbye to Ish and a sad farewell to my longest-running travelling partners Belinda and Rowena. Gyu, Bart and myself were now the only ones left in Nairobi.
The Kenyan capitol hosts three million people, including all of Kenya's 42 tribes. It also hosts at least one Swede, namely my old uni mate Pia. She was kind enough to invite me to her home, and after some coffee and icecream on their verandah, she, her husband Alex, their daughter Emmy and I went for a visit at the Karen Blixen museum followed by a last dorado at Rusty Nails.