My travels start

I live a very well thought out life, everything always has it place and anything out of place needs to be chucked out as soon as possible. That's what I always thought until the sound of a door getting banged in my face changed all that. So what am i babbling about, well it's Friday afternoon and my girl just broke up with me just as I was dropping her at her office after lunch. I didn't respond when the words the signified the end of our relationship were said. My thoughts were scrambled to the point of not noticing that after she had already walked away, I was still sitting in my car with its engine running in the middle of the street. In the cloudy mist that was my mind I started hearing some faint hooting, it completely cleared when a guy started knocking against my window. I drove through the city like a zombie only ensuring that I was always been the white road lines.After what seemed lie forever but was probably only 10 minutes I as on Uhuru highway with absolutely no idea where I was going. I called my buddy Ken and told him about what happened or what I think happened and asked him to make a few calls for me. First call was to travel start, I needed to get away and going back to my place with photos of her all over wasn't going to work for me. I drove into Nakumatt mega for some supplies, toothbrush, paste, a couple of light outfits and some snacks as I knew not where I went. Full tank of fuel and the open road, I have nothing to lose and I just have to keep moving.
Shades on and a psyche CD in the radio got to ride into the sunset.


One number and a name was sent to me, just as I was getting to Machakos that made me smile a bit. Ken had booked me in the man eaters camp at tsavo east and it seemed appropriate for the time being. The drive there was a bit uneventful but the different terrains merged to make for a beautiful backdrop to the disaster that my life felt at the moment. From the green hills at salama to the plain flats near syltan hamud my problems felt small whenever I looked out at the great expanse ahead. I was at the camp in 4 hours and was grateful that it was only a kilometer from the road. It was dark when I arrived but it still felt awkward to show up to a camp with a paper bag holding my personal effects.
The staff welcomed me with a hot towel and a cold refreshing beverage and I felt like I belonged. When I was told that it was a camp, I had not expected it to be an actual camp with tents for rooms but my thoughts changed when I walked into one of them. It was a tent with a shower, a loo , terrace and a place opening to the national park. I was immediately at ease and anxiety about what I had left behind and what I was to expect in the future faded away. At dinner time I proceeded to the eating area that overlooked a pool and the river. The sound of water moving over rocks complemented the insect sounds in the air.
As I had come alone I found myself engaging in conversation with other guests and one in particular seemed to have the same line of thought as myself. I thought nothing of it at first but after we had dessert and opted to have dessert as well it became apparent. She was there for a break en-route to Mombasa where she was going to perform some form of audit in a few days and I was unsure whether to be honest about why I was there. Why was I there? I hadn't actually asked that question but at that moment I realized when she gave me a peck on the cheek after I wale.