I had never been to Malindi before because of the grotesque stories I had heard from my friends who have been there. When the chance presented itself, I was very hesitant but curiosity got the best of me. My trip started with a short trip on board a flight by local airline, 540.
Due to the last minute booking, I could not get a seat on the Nairobi – Malindi flight so I opted for the Mombasa option. After landing at the Moi International Airport, I took a cab. My trip to the bus stop, ‘BUXTAN’, deserved 5 stars. My UBER driver, was very polite, funny and he even gave me the small girl in a big city talk,” Trust nobody and watch your bag.” Considering I was from an even bigger city, I honestly found Mombasa a walk in the park.
The drive to Malindi was scenic. We passed through one of my favorite towns, Kilifi. Kilifi holds a special place in my heart because of the fantastic week I spent there over the 2016/2017 New Year’s. We also went through Vipingo, which simply had breathtaking views. Next to the road were far reaching acres of land lined with sisal plantations that looked even better lit up by the setting sun. Two and a half hours later, I had arrived in the controversial Malindi Town.
My first stop was Mario’s Bar, which is at the Nakumatt Malindi. It was at 5pm and the place was packed with people. This was definitely the place to be in the evenings. There was a burst of life as we walked through the small restaurant, looking for a table. Although the pizza and espresso was good, my overall experience there was terrible. The waitress was rude, the food took too long to be served, people stared a lot and allegedly most of the girls there are “working girls”. We went to the apartment, freshened up (changed from jeans to a playful peach dress and heels) and went out for dinner, hoping to have a better experience this time around.
Walking into the Baby Marrow, I felt a shift in my moods. The lighting and live music playing was set to give the restaurant a romantic feel. The art work chosen to give the walls character simply blew me away. I could already tell that I liked the place, even without sampling their food. The service was perfect and the food was worth the wait. The Baby Marrow Restaurant, should definitely be on Malindi’s must visit list.
The next adventure involved a boat, some courage, good company and a healthy appetite. The day involved some snorkeling, swimming in the crisp clean waters of the Sardinia Island and enjoying the calm open waters. I loved the barbecued sea food platter that was made by the boat’s “captain” as we were swimming. When he asked us back to the boat for lunch, I did not know what to expect. After eating at Ocean Basket in Nairobi, you tend to think you have had it all when it comes to sea food. The barbecue on an island did not just sound heavenly but sent my taste buds to heaven and back. Crab, prawns and fish have never tasted so good. After the filling lunch, we slowly drifted back to the mainland. We needed to rest before the crazy night we were about to have at White Elephant.
The party started off with a house party where my two sweethearts, Angie and Remy finally met after telling them about each other for so long. We later headed to White elephant where the DJ made a Nairobi girl’s night unforgettable. Having a group of female and male friends who are from different walks of life, meant that there was definitely some misunderstandings and some friction but we got through the emotional storm knowing and understanding each other better. Malindi was memorable not because of the beautiful beaches and amazing food but because of the fantastic people I spent time with.
Its good to be back!
Love , Reina.