It was on Saturday, I woke up with a jump like a kangaroo out of my bed and rushed to the frog’s kingdom to have shower. After bathing , I went to my bedroom and looked for my neatest clothes. I was spick and span in my well- ironed clothes. The day had dawned colourfully with beads of pleasure in it .
All the children were as happy as a toothless woman who had got her dental formula replaced before a great feast .We were all anxious as a cat sitting on hot bricks waiting for the mini -bus. After some few minutes, we heard loud music from far . The mini -bus came in through the main gate and in we went. We were all as comfortable as coins in the bus.The music was so loud that even the angels in heaven were dancing. A banana smile was plastered on my chubby face as I waited for the day to reveal what it had in store for me .
The bus was moving at a neck breaking speed on the tarmac road.The cold gust of the morning wind blew the tree branches dancing to a tune best known by them. The bus was full to capacity that even a housefly could not get a place to land. The flattened blood red sun rose in the dead horizon as the dew on the grass evaporated due to the intensive heat. The journey was so long that we thought we have travel for a year. The tarmac road was as silent as an abandoned cemetery. In a dint of a moment,we arrived at Gedi ruins. My heart melted with joy like butter exposed to the horrid desert heat. Truly my joy knew no bounds.
We were warmly welcomed by the guard who had a wide smile on his face. He handed us over to a tour guide known as Ali who led us to the old buildings. 
Gedi is one of Kenya’s great unknown treasures, a wonderful lost city lying in the depths of the great Arabuko Sokoke forest. They told us that it was built during the 13th century. The ruins of Gedi included many houses, mansions, mosques and elaborate tombs and cemeteries.. 
Ali ( tour guide) said that despite the size and complexity of this large settlement, it is never mentioned in any historic writings or local recorded history. 

The town has all the appearances of a trading outpost, yet its position, deep in a forest and away from the sea makes it an unlikely trading centre. There was an excellent museum and well trained tour guide who took us through the ruins. 
Gedi is a mysterious and atmospheric place to visit. The pillars and stone walls, ruined mosques and tombs now lie among stands of trees. The stone floors are thick with leaves, and giant shrews scuttle through the deserted houses while birds and butterflies drift through the air. 

With the tour being tiresome and our bellies empty, hence we had to find a shed and take our Lunch. The aroma of the food was symbolically calling me. We were serve with pilau with some salads. The lunch was very delicious.
From Gedi ruins we left to Watamu beach. We passed by Happy House Home where Uncle Hemed told us used to work. We saw a number of green houses and the home is near the beach. Like The Good Life it is also a place of great joy for abandoned and orphaned children. We then headed to the beach.
When we reached there I quickly put on my swimming costume. I swam like a fish for I was really excited. The small kids really enjoyed playing with white sand. After swimming for about two hours, we ate snacks that we had carried. We drunk milk with biscuits. When it was time to leave,we all walked proudly like a peacock bride . We were all as happy as the sand-boys. Wow! What a day I will leave to remember!
May God Bless Kirsty, Mairead & Nicola for the special trip. I wish them successful days in their lives. I will never forget them for the rest of my life.
Collins Otieno .
Hi Collins – what an amazing story-teller you are – well done! Sending my best wishes to everyone in Maguire house & everybody at the GLO.
Look forward to reading your next blog,
Nuala xxx
Kirsty, Mairead, Nicola and Nicole – God bless you for making it possible and all others who participated. Everyone was happy and excited on that day. Good blog !!! Collins Keep it up.
A good Blog but we have not seen you in any pictures,Were you out of the trip watching,or you just hear from others who were on the trip like the beach blog you gave us?Collins where were you? Ooh your in, but in black,the neatest clothes you choose from your ward rope!!!
Thank you Kristy,Mairead and Nicola for the special treat you gave to Glo family. God bless you.
With lots of love from the Glo and SBM Family.
A talented,accomplished and nourished writer-Collins Otieno.The flow of the story is excellent.Your grammar is superb.The use of phrasal verbs,idioms & vocabulary is highly above average.Congratulations.Am proud to be your Head Teacher. Kristy,Mairead & Nicola.Thanks for treating the young promising Kenyans well.Be blessed.
Did collins write that? wow! what a lovely blog, and a very very big thank you to kirsty, Mairead,& Nicola for the trip we enjoyed it. Allah bless you all.
I really enjoyed this story. I have read this blog several times now! Collins is a very entertaining writer. Well done, Collins.
Hi Collins,
I loved your story, brilliantly written and it made me jealous as I remember fondly my time in Kenya in 2011 with my wife. It’s a beautiful country and the places you talk about are new to me, so i’ll have to make sure we come back for another visit.
Watamu beach looks amazing! I went to Malindi and the beach there is also lovely.
Take care and keep writing, you’ve got a natural talent for story telling so don’t stop!!!
thanks
james