Trains for Julian

From Helen”s we took a taxi to the Railway Museum, before catching our train “home” to Mombasa.

The museum documents the history of the “lunatic line” from Mombaasa to Uganda, and the other East African routes.

rack inspection bicycle

One of the huge locomotives 4-8-4-4-8-4 configuration

Meld boarding our train to Mombasa – looks like something out of the museum

A local train

Cattle claass

Meld in her compartment (we ended up with one each!)

And so, a mere 45 minutes late, we left Nairobi. Dinner was served as we passed through the suburbs and out through Athi River, then we retired for the night (there nothing to see in an African night!)

Elephant Babies!

After a leisurely breakfast, we travelled with Helen to the David Sheldrick Elephant Orphanage for baby elephant feeding hour. While we were waiting we saw a Thomson’s gazelle nearby.

The tiny babies came first

Then the bigger ones came for their milk.

Nuzzling Noses

Eating greenery

 

Caption competition? “I can shovel my own….” ??

More milk (actually, SMA baby formula from the UK)

I can do this myself

And I can steal another bottle (but it’s an empty)

Not quite got the drinking with my trunk thing – I’ll stick my mouth in the water like other mammals

Time to go home

Helen and Me

One of the elephant stables – the keeps sleep with them on the bunk

From there we went to the Karen Blixen Coffee House, and looked at the Swedo house, the older house that Karen lived in before the house we visited on Saturday.

Elegant puss

The restaurant (we had lunch in the garden)

Jua kali (literally “hot sun”) workers work along the roaadside, this is a furniture workshop

And here they make sculptures out of metal (I’d like to take that giraffe home, but think if the excess baggage)

Then back to Helen’s for tea, packing and farewells. Asante sana Helen and James