A short drive, or long walk up the road from the city center, you arrive at a fantastic vista, the Menengai Crater rim. You are perched high above the valley floor and you can easily make out the entire volcanic rim. Be warned it is super-windy and there are no guardrails preventing you from making a news headline back home.
For those who love heights (or depths) and hiking, this is a lovely experience. Going down the Menengai crater gives such a fulfilling and out of this world sensation.
There are underground caves used for religious purposes like prayer and fasting thus a good destination for religious groups!
Having good shoes, lots of water and general fitness.
Well, the people may be nice, but their main dish made me want to tear my tongue out. It is made out of cornmeal, and it all boils down to this (pun intended). The pour water in with the cornmeal, stir and stir and stir until what is left is a mound of dense... cornmeal. Its so thick, that you have to cut with a knife. Imagine really thick dough, that someone put too much flour in, make it a bit more dense, and you have ugali. Thankfully, it is normally served with a vegetable or meat, with sauce, to conceal the lack of flavor.
Of course, this was how it presented to my western tongue, and likely will to yours as well. But, you certainly have to remember that this is what they have to eat. It is the mainstay of their diet and nutrition, and would be insulting to turn down.
This bar/restaurant is a 3 story monstrosity very near the city center. It has above average food, cold beers and, almost always, a football match on its TVs. If the weather is right for you, it has a wonderful balcony wrapping the outside, where you can watch the crazy matatus avoiding pedestrians at the last second, while sipping on a Tusker.
Dress Code: Tourists can wear anything, locals tend to be better dressed than normal.
Nothing reminds me more of Kenya, than matatus. While some maintain that you are just asking for an early death riding in these things, I tended to enjoy them immensely. You will be elbow-to-elbow with the locals, traveling as they do. Or, you will be elbow-to-wing with a bag of chickens, as I once was. While the chickens were nice enough, the conversations with the locals made the time fly by, and truthfully, is the only way not to notice just how horrible the roads are. It is where I experienced numerous examples of hospitality and conversations that could only happen... in a matatu.
While not necessarily a tourist trap, the crafts market, right across the street from the Merica Hotel has prices that are vastly higher than you can get in smaller cities. You, of course, can bargain down to a fair price, but if you are wanting the cheapest price available, it is worth the wait.
Unique Suggestions: Bargain, bargain, bargain