I always loved passing the guards of the Tombs; dressed in the traditional saffron-colored robe and leaning against the big tree out front, they waited patiently to greet the next set of visitors.
Siku zote nilipenda kupita mbele ya walinzi wa makaburi; waliovalia mavazi ya kitamaduni ya rangi ya chungwa iliyokoza na kuegemea mti mkubwa ulikuwa mbele, walisubiri bila kuchoka ili kusalimu wageni wanaofuatia.