Diani Beach

At breakfast: we were seated by the hostess who asked if we would like coffee. We both asked for coffee with milk (hot milk, the African way). We’re back to getting our coffee with the last bites of our breakfast… BAM!

At the pool: the pool deck had a few people on it… still had a good choice of loungers.

At the pool: the pool-guy (can’t think of him as a “pool-boy”) would still lean against the poolside bar all day long rather than earn tips… BAM!

Poolside bar – Coconut Willy’s: the bartender still just stands behind the bar all day long… BAM!

Resort management: over the past few days we have watched an assortment of hotel management-types parading through the resort. Some are identified by name-tag as being senior management at this resort, others are just obviously “suits” in the Jacaranda hierarchy. They come around, see what their staff are doing (or in the case of the poolside personnel, not doing), take notes, and even talk to their staff. But nothing changes; they must see the inefficiencies, the problems, and the out-right laziness… yet they choose to do nothing about it. By their collective inaction, we must conclude that the management must be either totally incompetent themselves or, by condoning the status quo, they are promoting this as their acceptable standard. In either case, every single one of the Jacaranda management team at this resort should be terminated; they are the stewards and standard-bearers in this resort’s slow inexhorable decline into failure… BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! (*automatic gun-fire*)

Lunch on pool deck: no luck with anyone offering menus on the deck today. Again, Eron had to go find a waiter to ask for one… BAM!

Low tide on Diani Beach.

Grounds: the huge African Millipedes are still everywhere. They’re still very creepy… alien-creepy. We’re starting to develop a theory about their origins. We’re seeing a relationship between them and all those Baobab trees on the grounds. Eron has some reservations but Roger is thinking that the Baobabs are, in fact, alien and that the only explanation for the existence of Eggplants on Earth is that they are, in fact, big creepy purple alien seed pods carried to our planet by the Baobabs. And, of course, the giant Millipede-things were carried in these seed pods….

In-coming tide on Diani Beach.

Evening activity: guess what… its disco night again! The DJ is playing African hip-hop again and, surprise!… there’s not one person on the dance floor… BAM!