Dar es Salaam : The Long Drive!


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June 1st 2007
Published: June 1st 2007
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Early start for a long drive from Arusha to Dar es Salaam (so early Andy was still drunk). Endured some crazy thunderstorms in the slightly leaky truck. We had to pull over at one point to check the truck but we made it in the end! Although the journey was long, it was fascinating, especially sitting in the back with the windows open. Everyone walking by seemed so friendly, shouting "Jambo!" (hello) as we drove past. The children were very sweet, often chasing us along the road shouting "Muzungu", their word for white people, which apparently translates to "man without purpose" (charming!). We experienced our first drive-thru African style, where we were bombarded by street sellers with hot samosas, cashews, fresh bananas and cold drinks.

We took a wrong turn in Dar, which was a nightmare because the city was so congested. We were stuck for ages, surrounded by little minivans jam packed with people, all sitting on each others laps. We had to dodge all the potholes that quickly transformed into huge lakes in the middle of the road.

We had to put the tent up in the dark and it was so hot and humid! The campsite was right next to the sea, so it was nice having a few beers listening to the waves lapping at the shore. However, we were advised not to wander beyond the campsite boundary on the beach, to avoid getting mugged. Watched the England vs Brazil game in the bar with plenty of mozzies and prozzies for company.

Sleeping in a tent in Dar was no fun thanks to the humid and the morning prayer call. Woke up with an outdoor shower, which was a refreshing experience, especially when it started raining.

Got on bus to sweat in some more traffic before we drove onto a little ferry that cuts across the city. Health and safety isn't much of a priority here as all the foot passengers stood around the cars and buses on the ferry. Then we hopped on the ferry across to Zanzibar and scrambled off with a bags into Stone Town.

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