We are up early as it is time to hit the road and for me to do my first long-distance cycling.
We take the Mombasa Ferry to the south shore and begin the journey towards Tanzania. I feel stressed but relieved to finally get going. I don't know how far I am capable of cycling.
To be honest, I did not train for this before I came to Africa. I like cycling around Riga in the summer but a cycling holiday would be my idea of hell.
After a kilometre or two it starts raining. It rains hard like it usually rains near the Equator this time of year. The cycling is tough but I surprise myself with my initial staying power. That said, the road is generally good. Having set off around 7.30am we call it a day 5 hours later with about 60kms on the clock.
Home for the night is a Muslim family's house in a village named "mangrove" in Swahili. Rafiki Kenia (a Dutch Foundation) have put money into the village providing an excellent medical centre, electricity and clean water.
We walk to the local mangrove and afterwards enjoy dinner with some family members of the Dingo Tribe.