November 12-13, 2025 — The Long Journey Home
Farewell to Samburu
All good things must come to an end, and our final morning at Elephant Bedroom
Camp arrived far too quickly. After one last breakfast overlooking the Ewaso Nyiro
River — elephants still wandering past as if to say goodbye — we loaded
into our vehicle for the long drive south. The journey back to Nairobi would
retrace our steps through the changing landscapes of Kenya: from the arid red
earth of Samburu, through the agricultural heartland, and finally back to the
bustling capital.
The drive gave us time to reflect on everything we'd experienced: the 32 elephants
in Samburu, the gerenuk standing impossibly on its hind legs, the baby rhino at
Ol Pejeta, the giraffes and orphan elephants in Nairobi, and Tracy's close
encounter with our monkey friends and their potato chip heist. Kenya had delivered
beyond our wildest expectations, even with a few health setbacks along the way.
Back to House of Waine
Our journey brought us full circle, back to the welcoming embrace of House of
Waine in Karen where our adventure had begun. The hotel graciously provided a
day room for us to freshen up, shower off the Samburu dust, and rest before our
evening flight. It felt bittersweet to be back in the elegant Malaika Suite,
knowing this time we wouldn't be waking up to vervet monkeys on the terrace or
anticipating the next day's safari adventures.
We spent the afternoon relaxing in the gardens, enjoying a leisurely final lunch
of Kenyan cuisine, and mentally preparing ourselves for the long journey ahead.
The staff, as warm and attentive as always, made our departure as pleasant as
our arrival had been. Then it was time for the transfer to Jomo Kenyatta
International Airport, where our homeward odyssey would begin.
Frankfurt — The Endless Layover
Our routing home took us back through Frankfurt Airport, where we faced a
particularly long layover. After the excitement of safari, airport waiting
areas feel especially lifeless, but we made the best of it. The business class
lounge became our refuge, offering comfortable seating, decent food, and a
place to decompress after days of early morning game drives and African adventures.
We passed the hours playing cards, reading, eating (because apparently we still
hadn't had enough food on this trip), and watching the parade of international
travelers coming and going. Time moves differently in airports — simultaneously
too fast when you're rushing and agonizingly slow when you're waiting. This was
definitely the latter.
The one sour note was the German customs officials, who were decidedly less
welcoming than their Kenyan counterparts had been. Sometimes travel reminds you
that not every interaction will be pleasant, and bureaucracy exists everywhere.
We navigated the unpleasantness with patience (mostly) and kept our eyes on the
prize: getting home.
The Great Airport Sprint
Landing in San Francisco should have been the home stretch, but the travel gods
had one more adventure in store for us. Our connecting flight to Ontario (ONT)
was delayed due to a combination of aircraft repairs and catering issues —
the kind of mundane problems that become nightmares when you're exhausted and
just want to be home.
By the time our inbound flight landed and we cleared customs, we were faced with
the very real possibility of missing our connection. What followed was a scene
straight out of a travel comedy: two jet-lagged, safari-weary travelers sprinting
through SFO like absolute crazy people, desperately trying to figure out which
gate our flight had moved to, dodging other passengers, and praying we wouldn't
hear that terrible announcement that our flight had departed.
In a stroke of travel karma — perhaps the universe rewarding us for
everything we'd endured — the airline held the flight just for us. We
arrived at the gate breathless and disheveled, probably looking like we'd just
run a marathon (which, emotionally, we had). The gate agent waved us through
with a knowing smile, and we stumbled onto the plane to find ourselves seated
in the first row. Small mercies.
Home at Last
The short flight to Ontario felt like a blur. We were beyond exhausted —
that bone-deep weariness that only international travel can produce, compounded
by a week of early wake-up calls, antimalarial medication, and the physical
demands of safari. When the wheels touched down at ONT, we felt a wave of
relief wash over us.
Retrieving our bags (they made it!) and finding our car in Parking Lot 5 took
the last reserves of our energy. The drive home was quiet, both of us processing
the incredible journey we'd just completed. We pulled into our driveway around
1:00 AM Pacific time, having traveled literally halfway around the world and
back in just over a week.
The Jet Lag Struggle Is Real
Here's what nobody tells you about East African travel: Kenya is 11 hours ahead
of Pacific time (or 10, depending on daylight saving). That's nearly the maximum
possible time zone difference, and your body knows it. Five days after returning
home, we were still battling jet lag — waking up at 3 AM wide-eyed and
alert, then crashing at 4 PM unable to keep our eyes open.
The experts say it takes about one day per time zone crossed to fully adjust.
By that math, we were looking at nearly two weeks before feeling normal again.
In the meantime, we found ourselves randomly craving dinner at breakfast time
and breakfast at dinner time, falling asleep during conversations, and having
vivid dreams about elephants and gerenuks.
But here's the thing about jet lag from an incredible trip: every groggy morning
and mid-afternoon energy crash is a reminder of where you've been and what you've
seen. We'd trade a few weeks of disrupted sleep for those memories any day.
Reflecting on the Journey
As we slowly readjusted to normal life — regular schedules, familiar foods,
the absence of wildlife outside our window — we found ourselves constantly
talking about Kenya. "Remember when the elephant..." "Did you see the way that
giraffe..." "I can't believe we actually..." The trip had changed something in
us, the way the best travel always does.
We didn't complete the Big Five (those leopards and cheetahs remain on our list),
we had some health challenges along the way, and the journey home was an adventure
we hadn't planned for. But that's travel. It's messy and imperfect and exhausting
and absolutely, completely worth it. Kenya exceeded every expectation, challenged
us in unexpected ways, and left us already planning our return.
To the elephants of Samburu, the baby rhinos of Ol Pejeta, the giraffes of the
Giraffe Centre, and even the cheeky monkeys who stole our snacks — thank
you. Africa has a piece of our hearts now, and we'll be back for the rest.
Travel Tips for the Journey Home
- Book a Day Room: If your flight departs late, having a hotel
room to shower and rest makes a world of difference. Many safari hotels offer
this service — ask when booking.
- Build in Connection Time: International connections can be
unpredictable. If possible, book flights with at least 2-3 hours between
connections, especially when clearing customs.
- Expect Jet Lag: Kenya is 10-11 hours ahead of the US West
Coast. Plan for at least a week of adjustment time; don't schedule important
meetings or events immediately after returning.
- Stay Hydrated: Long flights and airport lounges dehydrate
you. Drink water constantly, even when you don't feel thirsty.
- Pack Snacks: Catering issues and delays happen. Having your
own snacks (that monkeys haven't stolen) can be a lifesaver.
- Be Patient with Yourself: Post-trip blues are real. You've
just had an incredible adventure; it's normal to feel a bit deflated returning
to routine. Look at your photos, start planning the next trip, and let the
memories sustain you.
- Consider Trip Insurance: We were fortunate that our delays
didn't strand us, but trip insurance can provide peace of mind for the
unexpected.