After breakfast Anna, Christopher and I took a cab to the National museum of Kenya and the Snake Park. It was fun even thought the museum and the snake park in particular, are both kind of sad. The museum was a bit run down and all the stuffed animals locked old, dusty and badly made. The exhibition on the cradle of mankind was quite cool though, showing different skeletons from humanities evolution.
One thing became quite clear to us after just a couple of minutes at the museum and that was the fact that Swedes and Kenyans have very different traditions concerning how you behave at a museum. This might seem obvious; still you get shocked when someone lifts his or her kid into the exhibition so that it can pull the stuffed hippo in its ear.
The snake park was awful. The only positive things about it were that the snakes and the other reptiles were moving around a lot, probably because they were starving and had to look for anything edible, and that Christopher got to have an chameleon on his head. Their terrariums/boxes where too small, too dirty and too empty some being completely empty except for the animal.
After dinner 6 of us who were staying or hadn’t yet left for Mombasa or Zanzibar went to the Impala club to just sit and chat.
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