Hakuna Matata

“It means no worries for the rest of your days; it’s our problem-free philosophy.🎶”

As a teacher who juggles a heavy workload throughout the academic year, I truly look forward to the times when I can take a break and escape this reality through travel. But as a solo female traveler, there’s always that nagging feeling of nervousness. Despite my extensive research, it’s hard not to feel anxious when I’m heading into the unknown alone.

This spring break, I had thought to stick with what I knew, perhaps a revisit to Bali or Sri Lanka, but deep down, I craved something new. Kenya had been calling me for a while, especially because of my love for African vibes. Having been to Tanzania before, I didn’t feel the need for a full safari adventure. Instead, I was more drawn to the coastal city of Mombasa; I remembered an old colleague from there and how she spoke of it so lovingly, so I thought it would be great to explore the place myself.

Mombasa turned out to be just what I needed. I stayed at a beautiful resort, choosing a sea view room where I woke up and fell asleep to the calming sound of waves crashing against the shore. I didn’t do any organized tours or much sight-seeing, but instead embraced the idea of simply relaxing. I spent most of my days soaking in the coastal air, enjoying the sun, and even some rain on my last day. The food was plentiful, as you’d expect from a resort. Breakfast and dinner buffets kept me fueled for my daily lounging (*and training). The slower pace of life helped me recharge. I had time to reflect, read, chat to a few guests, and indulge in some people-watching by the pool.

Of course, I wasn’t all about relaxation. I found a fantastic CrossFit gym and kept up with my training. I got to participate in three classes with different coaches, and one, an all-female class, really stood out. It was amazing to see a group of women pushing their limits while having fun.

During my stay, I did get the opportunity to catch up with my old colleague (originally from Mombasa) over lunch in the historic Old Town, which was a lovely, unexpected highlight. My private driver shared fascinating insights into the city’s history as we drove around.

While I didn’t venture out to explore the depths of Kenyan culture as some may have expected, I found my own version of it; through quiet moments, meaningful conversations, and, most importantly, taking the time to reset. I’m so grateful I took the leap and allowed myself to experience Mombasa, even if it wasn’t in the traditional tourist way.

In the end, Hakuna Matata proved to be the perfect mantra for this trip; slow, reflective, and peaceful. It was exactly what I needed before heading back into the chaos of the last term of the school year. I may not have ticked every box, but I came back with a full heart, a clearer mind, and a desire to return someday.