Low profile

After yesterday's sunburn, I was low profile today. I had a siesta at 1pm for a couple of hours and ventured down to the pool at 4pm for an hour. Some Russians arrived. All men, aged 35-45. They were loud and took over the pool. I presumed that they were part of the Russian Mafia and made sure that I didn't get in their way. The hotel is full of Europeans - mostly Dutch, German and French with some Brits - but very few Americans. Maybe the Mombasa bombing scared them away. The security around the hotel is quite tight. There are guards at gates and security men patrol the grounds.

This is our last evening in Kenya and it looks like we're going to get a barbeque this evening. No doubt, another seven course monster meal is coming up.

The staff at the hotel are mostly helpful and friendly. I guess any job in this place is considered a good job by Kenyan standards. I have a nagging doubt that beneath the friendly exterior, there's a raging black man, furious at the flabby, lazy, decadent, white infidels who they have to serve. But I'm probably being paranoid.