Saturday night and Sunday-Funday

On Saturday night, after the swimming in the dirty pool and climbing Mt. Longonot, we had dinner at the The Lake Naivasha Country Club.  The Lake Naivasha Country Club, while not really a country club at all-- it is more of a hotel-- is named after the lake it is located alongside in the Great Rift Valley. The Country Club became famous in the 1930's as a staging post for Imperial Airways' flying boat service from Durban to London. Now you are saying "what is a flying boat service?" Imperial Airways facilitated travel to and from the colonies via essentially seaplanes (aka flying boat), but they also had land aircraft. Imperial's aircraft were small, most seating fewer than twenty passengers and about 50,000 passengers used Imperial Airways in the 1930s. Mail was also carried- hence the term airmail. The Lake Naivasha Country Club sits on 12 hectares (55 acres) of land, which is also inhabited by zebra, wildebeest, gazelle, vervet monkeys, waterbuck and giraffe. Just before we sat down to eat (note the outdoor tables behind us), a  Colobus Monkey came down to feast on a few tender leaves.

 

A Zebra stopped by too. He wouldn't let Claire get too close. 

 

Although Africa is known for its big cats, we haven't seen any this trip. Only a lovely stray cat who came to visit Claire as she was taking pictures..... 

 

.....of the wildebeest! who also stopped by as we ordered dinner.

 

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The next day we went to Nairobi to do some shopping. We took a different way in this time, and drove by acres and acres of tea farms. 

 

Before the grocery store, we went to Paradise Lost Resort and park, an attraction in Kenya that is basically an oasis in the middle of a coffee farm. It is a 54 acre park and farm with a cave screened by an cascading waterfall and surrounding banyan trees.

 

  

You can also rent a boat to paddle around the lake in. Rochelle and Philip suited up and headed out. Little did Rochelle know that it was Philip's first time rowing a boat.

Ginger and I had a beer instead, sat in the shade and watched all kinds of birds soar over the lake.

Off they go!

We always have great weekends, don't we?