I thought I'd pay this place a visit after hearing about it from a buddy. I took to the road hunting for seeing the road sign that will direct me there. It was quite a chance to see that sign because it is really hidden and with small fonts. It directs to a very small street that branches off a major road. Besides, Kenya Railways have done a fantastic job of keeping it away from the public since I have never heard it being advertised.
That said, I found a couple of two guys (employees of the museum) arguing over two pieces of oil paint, as to which is the better. That was on the craft section, where the pieces were good indeed but the prices not so. They guided me to the main entrance of the museum itself.
Bored was the look on the receptionist lady. I don't think I had the same look when many of my childhood memories were rekindled by my walk around the museum. The pieces are really antique and haphazardly organized, without sections. You will find crockery pieces put together with typewriters but all well.
I expected the trains to be at least kept clean and at least restored even though they don't move. The toilets looked like they had just been used and no one bothered to pick up after themselves. I expected a bare minimum of working doors and general cleanliness.
After an hour and a half of making myself happy, I went back to the receptionist with a few questions I had but she could not answer any satisfactorily. I bet they just picked someone who needed a job but did not care to learn something, anything, about her workplace.
What did I enjoy about my visit? The childhood memories. Having a chance to hop into the train drivers' seats. Having a chance to peep into a cabin that The Man-eaters of Tsavo hitched a ride on.
Other than that, Kenya Railways have let this place get really dilapidated. I hope they clean up the place and advertise it a bit more.
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