The sounds of motorcycles, horns, the call to prayer, people speaking in Swahili, the constant clacking of the cigarette man and his shells letting you know that he's around carry on late into the night. Staying in Kariakoo Market was one of the best places I could have stayed because it was vibrant and alive with people selling everything from car parts to rope, halal meats, fruit, clothes, shoes and anything else you might need.

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