We manoeuvre through the bewildering maze of narrow verandah alleys that make the base of the ancient coral stone and mangrove timber structures. Here in Lamu's old town, every site bears an elaborately rich historical Swahili set-up. It is like taking a journey through time.
The dhows bring life to the usually quiet Indian Ocean Island destination; the donkeys hee-haw loudly and jarringly as if playing to an orchestra. And as the splendid sunset rays twinkle through the blue waters, the Islamic muezzin starts to recite.