Yoga, Swahili style

Last week Leo and I traveled with 2 friends to Lamu island, just off the coast of northern Kenya, for the best and only yoga festival I have ever attended.  The festival was held in the village of Shella, where the roads are made of sand and donkeys are the main method of transport.  In Shella, we could walk from one side of the village to the other in 10 minutes, going from one yoga class to the next.  We tried new styles of yoga and learned from different teachers, strengthened our practices and awakened our inner yogis.

Here are some photos of our days in Shella village and practicing yoga in this lovely, unique paradise.

Love and Lamu - looking back

I just booked a ticket to one of my favorite places I've ever traveled.

I first went to the island of Lamu, Kenya in 2010 over Christmas, with Eric.  We had recently started dating and we were young and in love (aren't we still?).  He was my guide, showing me around East Africa, and we both had the same haircut.

I don't know if I loved Lamu so much because it was the first time I had seen the beauty of Arabic architecture mixed with ancient traditions or because it truly is a unique place in our world.  Either way, while I fell in love with Eric, the trip also made me fall in love with the Swahili coast.  And now I'm going back, over 5 years later.  This time, I return with my baby boy, the newest love of my life, and I'll join the Lamu Yoga Festival.  I can't wait.