Missing Mombasa

I wasn’t sure I would ever feel quite comfortable in any city in Kenya, but after three weeks in Mombasa, I felt pretty at home. It was really nice to have an apartment family to come home to and to explore the city with. The three weeks gave us enough time to find our favorite places and visit them often. Our last day in Mombasa, it seemed fitting that we visit our favorite spots and say goodbye to the friends we had made.

Yeiri, Brooke, Chetna owner, Me, Grace, Charlotte (Danish roommate)

I’m not really sure how we managed to befriend the staff at our favorite restaurants, but we did. Maybe that’s why they were our favorite restaurants? It’s hard to know, because the food was just as amazing as the people were.

Excuse the poor quality...a random onlooker took this and it was the only picture!

 We hit up our favorite lunch spot, Barka Restaurant, for our last beans, chapati, and veggies.

Mbaazi (coconut beans), kabichi (cabbage), mboga (veggies), matoke tamu (sweet plantains)

 For dinner, we returned to the New Chetna Restaurant for the last time. The most delicious Indian food on the planet. I think we went here for dinner like 6 times over the course of our weeks in Mombasa. The owner is a quirky guy who only let us pay for our meals twice. 

Favorite resident of Mombasa, hands down

Once we came in for a promised pizza, and his pizza oven was broken…so he whipped us up an Indian style “pizza”—actually, a flattened masala/cheese dhosa—that put other pizzas to shame.

The famed veggie pizza

 This last night, he didn’t let us order…he arranged for our long-awaited pizzas. They were delicious, and as we left, he gave us each a box full of his homemade Indian desserts. I’m pretty sure he made them just for us…look at the heart!

Assorted sweets, all indescribable

 I really loved Mombasa…can’t wait to be back at the end of the month and show off my favorite city!