today has been very busy although we did not have to get up very earley. first we went to the school and spent some time with the children but sadley a girl who was not part of the school was knocked over by a motor bike, at first i was very worried as she was bleeding from her mouth quite badley, so i straight away got my first aid kit out and got an antiseptic wipe out and mrs farmer cleaned the poor girl up. but baring in mind the little girl was about 2 years old she was very brave (my sisters would have not stopped screaming especialy ellie and molly) but after all that we walked through one of mombasa's many slums it was quite sad for me because what caught my eye was the amount of children that were entertaining them selves on the street. but the walk led us to the bombalu workshop which was basicley like a giant charity shop but with  hand made products. then after that we travelled to the crocodile farm which i was nurvous about. the first thing we saw when we reached the actual farm bit, was about 2 or 3 hundred little baby crocs all stuffed into a big open spaced lake type thing ? and later on we were asked if we wanted to hold a baby crocodile and i said yes, it was quite a unusial experience for me but afterwards i felt like a MAN. we then went to see the snakes and were given the option to have one wrapped round our neck and i said yes because i knew i was a MAN so i did but it was the strangest thing ever it was so slimey and tough. i then had dinner which was croc and chips which was ok but alittle under cooked. and then we waited for our late taxis to take us back but i am tired and missing everyone at home because i am a man.