Day 5 - Berbera (12km on foot)
I decided to check out of the Damel Hotel in the morning ($42
handed back no problems) as I found it far too noisy. I discovered it was a 3-day
holiday and there were a lot of families with their kids all running around
making a noise, and it didn't help that my room had an internal window looking
out into the main corridor! Just outside the hotel and across the main road I
visited a tea house and asked if I could grab a taxi nearby to take me to the
Maansoor Hotel, the owner of the tea house (I think?) called Muhammad took me
himself in his car! He asked for $3, but I gave him $5 as I was feeling
generous!
On arrival at the Mansoor Hotel I was informed the rooms were $63 a night, I was a little surprised as I would say the standard was the same as the Damel Hotel but I guess you are clearly paying for the location; however, it did seem much quieter though!
After settling in at the hotel I then headed out along the beach which was full of local families on their holidays, however as I started heading further west along the beach it soon became empty so I decided to cross over the scrub land and then onto the main road and eventually made my way into the heart of Berbera - Daarol. I was soon greeted by many young children all keen to have their photograph taken so I was more than happy to oblige! Whilst walking through the heart of Daarol I stopped off at a local tea and khat house and sat down with some locals and before I knew it I was drinking copious amounts of sweet black tea and chewing on khat! To be precise, I had one and a half bundles of khat in four hours!! It was a great experience for sure and I certainly felt the effect, especially when I attempted to get out of my chair after being seated for four hours! About an hour before it was due to get dark, I thought it be best to leave, so I said my goodbyes and headed to the nearby restaurant called Al Xayaat, (khat may suppress hunger but I like my food!) Along the way I met a nice bunch of young students who all found it amusing when I informed them about my khat experience! They made sure I arrived at the restaurant all safe and sound which was very kind of them.
After leaving the restaurant I headed back to the tea house
and I asked if Muhammad was around, a few telephone calls were made and within
10 minutes he arrived, and the very affable guy took me back to my hotel for
some much-needed rest. I paid him $3 and 1000 Sh this time! (I was fully aware
the fare should only be about $2, but I was more than happy to tip him again)
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