So, it's off to bustling downtown Nairobi.  I have walked here several times over the past couple of days and it is certainly quite an experience for single white female - even in my advancing years! It is similar here to Egypt and even Fiji a little. Men approach and want to "talk".  Now I don't want to be rude or disrespectful in another person's country so I do initially give the first guy the time of day. He was touting his apparent tour business, but with teeth like his and clothes to match, I doubt he was supplying any service and would fleece some poor tourist of their money in a heartbeat! I continued to walk, whilst he continued to talk and ask questions. Eventually I stopped and told him quite plainly, for the third time, that I was not interested in his tour.  At this time a Huuggggeeee (and I mean huge) man in uniform shows up. He is a security officer who patrols this part of Kenyatta Avenue, the main road in CBD. He knows my little tout, who smiles sheepishly, pretends to mock punch the security guy in a familiar fashion, and shuffles off quick smart. Hilarious!  
So I continue my walk and now another man walks beside me. He is darker than most and not of Kenyan descent I think. He tells me he is from Zimbabwe and is a Christian who has fled Zimbabwe 4 months ago after shootings on a campus there. He tells me he is going to university in Melbourne next year! Mmmmm I wonder where he will get the money from?  Maybe he wants me to be his sponsor?  Not quite but of course he does want money, so he can leave Kenya with his other 'refugee' friends, as they only have a 3 week permit to stay in the country.  $40 USD should do the trick he reckons.  Well, good luck with that, thanks for the chat, tutaonana (goodbye).
I continue on my way, now starting to head back towards my hotel. I cross the road and a smartly dressed guy in a good suit, tie, good shoes etc walks up beside me and, although I couldn't hear him properly I made out that he wanted to know what the previous guy was asking me. I played dumb, said I couldn't understand him to which he responded that he was from the police. Really! So show me your police badge! He motioned me to move over to the side of the pavement. remember this is on a crowded street in downtown Nairobi. I just stopped in the middle of the street and raised my voice above the hubbub (as I have been known to do on the odd occasion) and again said 'if you are with the police, show me your police badge'. This happened one more time and people were starting to take notice. Hee hee - loved it when he skulked away. Now I know this sounds really freaky and the worst that any of them could do would be to follow me back to my hotel.  Now that is a real consideration, so into a taxi and back to the hotel I go. I am not putting myself into any situation that I don't think I can get out of. 
As my intention was to get some money out of an ATM I decided to that tomorrow via taxi to and from the ATM machine. All ATMs are guarded 24 / 7.
Nairobi is full of parks with flowering Jacarandas and lots of trees. The streets are also lined with Jacarandas so it is quite pretty. It is a busy, bustling city with business men and women beautifully dressed in suits, eve though the women do sometimes look a little awkward as if they would be much more comfortable in something less restrictive. There is always the lower end of the socio economic scale that let's a city down but for the most part people are extremely well presented going about their business. Many new 4WD, Mercedes and the like. And no smog or pollution. It is a city of around 5 million and has a reputation for crime however this does appear to be more on e who are palthe outskirts where the slum areas are.  
I can read the minds of Bill and my family!  It's OK. I am not going out after 4pm, I am not going into little side roads or seedy back streets, I am watching what is going on around me. I am not and will not take risks!  
Other memebers of my next tour start arriving tonight I am told. I shall go down to the bar around 7pm and check out those who are pale of skin and look like they could do with a spot of adventure. I have been chatting with Irene, the receptionist, of my fun downtown and she reckons I am qualified enough now to take the newbies downtown for a shot of culture! Very funny!