Askari

The Askari, guards at the entrance of each hotel, continue to bother me /to give me laughing, it depends on how you see it.
The Mapenzi hotel is leader for these situations. Very often they change their guards, so every time I have to explain who I am and what I am doing.
About a month ago, after a long ride during which I had been listening to a Flemish podcast, I arrive at the gate.
There is a new askari:
He: Jambo!
I: Jambo!
He: Jina lako ni gani?
I: In English? 
The man begins to write "inenglish ".
Hey no, my name is not "in English" but Ilse.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ...

This week, Tuesday morning, I come to the gate, another new one.
He: Jambo!
I: Jambo!
He: Yes?
I: Yes!
He: I need to know eh how eh what...
I: I know what you need to know. My name. That is Ilse. And also the company I work for, that is Thomas Cook.
He: Thanks!; and he moves to open the gate. Suddenly he comes back: Why are you here?
I am getting nerved: "To swim!"
Apparently it is a satisfactory answer as he opens the gate. I could not suppress a smile.

When I leave the hotel, I must sign the log book. All data (date, time, name, company ...) are entered correctly but at "Purpose of visit" is effectively written: Swimming.
I correct and change it in " visiting the guests".

Wednesday, normal visiting time in this hotel, the askari is there again.
He greets me and asks "To swim, just like yesterday?"
I explode with laughter ...