Did my first cycle of the trip through Nairobi city centre as I needed to take Bjorn's bike down to the central train station 4 hours ahead of our train to Mombasa. Took a Matatsu back to the hostel and then a car to Wilson Airport where fortunately Bjorn's UN plane landed on time after spending a day at the Dadaab Refugee Camp on the Somali border.
After crawling through the notorious Nairobi rush hour traffic we managed to make it in time for our train to Mombasa.
Used planes, trains, cars, vans, minibuses and a bike to get through the day. Settled down to dinner on the overnight train where Bjorn told me about conditions in the refugee camp. Those that live there will probably never go home. There are 270,000 of them - 98% Somali. They can escape to the refugee camp, risk a boat to Yemen or, as IDPs (Internally displaced persons) take their gamble in the anarchy of Somalia.