wing ding dong non

I took a short walk to find an cash point and quite literally the 1M out of my hotel and you  are in what is the reality and I am immediately faced with one how lucky I am but two the uncomfortable-ness of the arguably luxury type tourist/holiday to the stark contrast of making a living here. 
While I won't say this will be my last type of holiday like this it is almost certainly my last alone like this as it is for sure better shared and then I can keep my blinkers on firmly focused at the wingfoiling crashing and burning planned 
The continued selling of something makes me dubious of anyone now who wishes to speak to me and I am remarkably popular out here no matter how uninterested I look.
After profusely sweating my way around the local craft stall and eating at the African grill which was full of Maasai  seemingly on their lunch or break and not bothering with little old me..... That lasted about a nano second. But the food was good so happily chatted away to them and they were surprised at my knowledge of their people.... After quite simply though it pained me lying about not having time to look at their shop  so I took my floaty clothed rectangular shaped human who gets thigh chafe back to the mission at hand..... Find the bicycle tour guide place, though not sure how I would fair on a 4hr bike ride. The result was heat 1- Libby 0 so back to the beach for a swim to wash the sweat off and assess the potential fun
 In came the tide......in came the wind but not enough so some recalcuting is currently being done....
It is fairly impossible to take a bad picture here, but a little trip on a Dhow might be calling.
I am pleased to say that the man with the frdge door was baaaaack and he turned round. The big reveal.......
You guessed it..... Fridge magnets

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