A VERY odd, happy, coincidence happened.
Having booked a year ago, I finally got a berth on MSC Melodyâ€™s yearly (next week) re-positioning cruise from Durban to Genoa, Italy, but was sad to learn ports-of-call were Reunion, Mauritius, Seychelles, two Egyptian harbours Iâ€™d not heard of and Aqaba, Jordan.
After sailing through Suez, with camel treks to the Pyramids, etc, we make 17 knots across the Med, calling at Naples (see Naples and die!), Pompeii and Vesuvius, before docking at a rather grubby Genoa, 22 days after leaving Natal.
So whatâ€™s wrong with that? You ask.
Nothing, but I much preferred the traditional voyage: Durbs-Maputo-Dar-Zanzibar-Mombasa, then the Middle East, rather than via Indian Ocean islands.Â (Blame the Somali Pirates?)
In particular, I had a craving to try what I feel sure is a splendid curry yet at the Colonial Mombasa Club.
So IÂ was stunned when Kenya Airways rang asking a) could I make a jolly comprising travel writers, agents, other so-called opinion-formers and decision- makers to Kenya?; b) if so when could I go? and c) what would I like to see?
Answers were 1) Yes, 2) It will take 10 minutes to pack and get my passport and 3) EVERYTHING but Iâ€™d love lunch in Mombasa!
I was wary hearing departure was April Foolâ€™s Day. Was this a wicked wind up?
Clearly not, as exactly on schedule the smart red and white Kenya Airways (those in the know say â€œKQâ€)Â Boeing 737 left HRE (Ha-ha-ha-rare: Africaâ€™s fun capital) landing in NBO (Nairobi: