Got up early as we weren't sure when the visa section at the Indian Embassy was going to shut. As it happened we were in plenty of time and were pleased to discover that the visa cost only 200 shillings each and we could collect them when we come to catch our flight to Bombay.
After withdrawing some more shillings from one of the many branches of Barclays in Nairobi, we had the rest of the day to walk to the other side of town to the City Park, which, unfortunately, turned out to be an area of unkempt greenery. Fortunately we were able to catch a shared taxi back to the city centre, where we read our books in the Hilton, ate in a café, and watched a film at the Nairobi Odeon.
The Nairobi Cinema, where we watched Kickboxer 2 last night, is possibly the best cinema I have ever been to. The Nairobi Odeon is by the far the worst. Screen 2 at Sunderland has nothing on it whatsoever. We paid 20 shillings for a circle seat, but I'm not sure if it was worth that. The sound was turned down low so as not to disturb the many dozing locals, and the film stopped on several occasions due to unforeseen technical faults, like the projectionist knocking over his equipment, perhaps.
Thankfully it was a Chuck Norris film called Hero and the Terror so it didn't matter too much about these minor inconveniences.
On the way back from the Cinema we saw two young kids scavenging in a large skip-like dustbin. One of them disappeared inside it for several moments so he must have had to dig pretty deep to get his prize.
Also, an older guy intercepted us on the way back to the hostel. He gave us a sob-story about his illegal immigration into Kenya from Soweto, how his parents had been shot, and how he was developing a skin disease from sleeping in the street. We gave him 15 shillings between us as we were feeling so generous.
After withdrawing some more shillings from one of the many branches of Barclays in Nairobi, we had the rest of the day to walk to the other side of town to the City Park, which, unfortunately, turned out to be an area of unkempt greenery. Fortunately we were able to catch a shared taxi back to the city centre, where we read our books in the Hilton, ate in a café, and watched a film at the Nairobi Odeon.
The Nairobi Cinema, where we watched Kickboxer 2 last night, is possibly the best cinema I have ever been to. The Nairobi Odeon is by the far the worst. Screen 2 at Sunderland has nothing on it whatsoever. We paid 20 shillings for a circle seat, but I'm not sure if it was worth that. The sound was turned down low so as not to disturb the many dozing locals, and the film stopped on several occasions due to unforeseen technical faults, like the projectionist knocking over his equipment, perhaps.
Thankfully it was a Chuck Norris film called Hero and the Terror so it didn't matter too much about these minor inconveniences.
On the way back from the Cinema we saw two young kids scavenging in a large skip-like dustbin. One of them disappeared inside it for several moments so he must have had to dig pretty deep to get his prize.
Also, an older guy intercepted us on the way back to the hostel. He gave us a sob-story about his illegal immigration into Kenya from Soweto, how his parents had been shot, and how he was developing a skin disease from sleeping in the street. We gave him 15 shillings between us as we were feeling so generous.
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