Hellene
Kenya
I arrived in Amboseli with no plan—just a backpack, a camera, and a vague list of temples I never ended up seeing. Instead, I wandered side streets lined with wooden houses, stumbled into a tiny tea shop . and spent the next hour sipping coffee in complete silence, surrounded by the soft clink of ceramic cups and the rustle of wind through paper walls.
Posted: April 11, 2025Experienced: February, 2025