The Quiet Symphony of Limbe's Beaches
March 25, 2025
Let me tell you about the time my friend and I got scammed in the most wholesome way possible in Kenya.
We'd spent the day at Two Rivers, this amazing entertainment complex in Nairobi where we'd just finished having what I can only describe as a religious experience disguised as dinner. (Pictures coming soon, I promise. Your screens aren't ready for this level of food porn.)
With our bellies full and our judgment possibly impaired by satisfaction, we spotted it in the distance: a magnificent Ferris wheel standing tall against the Kenyan sky. My friend and I looked at each other with that universal "why not?" expression that has preceded most of my life's memorable stories.
The majestic "Ferris Wheel" at Two Rivers Mall, Nairobi
We sauntered over, paid our 1000 Kenyan shillings (about $8 USD), and waited excitedly for our turn. The attendant ushered us into our carriage with a smile that, in retrospect, contained more amusement than it should have.
As we sat there waiting for the magical circular journey to begin, something felt... off.
The wheel moved us up... and then stopped.
We waited.
And waited.
Awkwardly, I turned to my friend. "Is it broken?"
The realization dawned on us simultaneously as we noticed other carriages also stationary around the wheel's circumference. This wasn't a spinning wheel at all. It was a glorified, extremely expensive ladder.
Nobody had told us. Not the ticket seller, not the attendant, not the happy people descending as we arrived. It was as if everyone was in on a joke that we'd just paid to be the punchline of.
The Kenyan sun beat down mercilessly as we sat in our metal box, slowly coming to terms with our situation. It was hot as hell, the kind of heat that makes you question all your life decisions leading to this moment.
But then...
As we reached the top of the not-so-merry-go-round, Nairobi opened up before us. The sprawling city, the distant hills, the tapestry of urban life and natural beauty, it was breathtaking. Maybe it was the altitude, maybe it was the heat delirium, or maybe it was actually worth those 1000 shillings after all.
The view that made it all worthwhile
We spent a good fifteen minutes at the top, taking in the panoramic views, laughing at ourselves, and creating one of those travel memories that somehow become more valuable precisely because they didn't go as planned.
So, did we get scammed? Technically, yes. Would I do it again? Absolutely not. Do I regret it? Not even a little bit.
Sometimes the best views come from the places where expectations stop spinning and reality stands perfectly still.
