Bagamoyo Beach Resort

... not help that i had AC/DC cranked up on the I pod. It was like some crazy video game.


The rest of the ride was great, fantastic roads, no traffic apart from the occasional buss trying to kill everyone on board.


Another great day in Africa. Of to Mombasa tomorrow then Nairobi.
Just heard that Daves new $2000 ohlins shock on the BMW has blown. Sweden has sent him another one to Nairobi under warranty so all is good.


Cheers miles

... the air feeling cold for the first time in a long time.

Everyone was running for cover and huddling under the few awnings; but Gabe and I just looked at each other with shrugs and then made a dash for the internet café, aptly named Shangani (the same name as our truck). We spent a half hour on the internet when the girls came in, soaking wet. Apparently it hadn't begun to let up, not in the least, so there was no point in killing time, we were going to ...

... Moshi, our guide Oscar, met us and drove us up to a Chagga trbal village in the foothills of Kilimanjaro. I thought the roads in Bagamoyo were bad, but they were nothing compared to this. Honestly, I'm still pretty amazed that we made it there in the little Toyota taxi we were in (one short stop when the car overheated, but otherwise, no problems). Oscar lived in this village and took us on a nice hour-long hike to a beautiful waterfall in the area. The landscape/vegetation ...

... the avg. age range by quite a bit, but this is sort of a unique environment, and we all just seemed to be in it together. (though I did feel somewhat removed, when a Milli Vinilli music video came on a TV at one of the beach resorts, and no one in my group knew who they were)

During the first 3 weeks, our days were extremely busy as we went to our volunteer placements in the mornings, and our afternoons were filled with planned cultural activities and ...

... spice tr*de *nd the sl*ve tr*de. All of the buildings h*ve * story. E*ch door is h*nd c*rved *nd embellished with bronze *nd gold designs. The whitew*sh h*s f*ded, *ging the buildings in * more ench*nting *nd be*utiful w*y, exposing l*yers *nd stories bene*th the p*int, hundreds of ye*rs old. The streets *re n*rrow, there *re no c*rs. Vesp*'s *nd sm*ll motorcycles cre*te ch*os in the n*rrow l*nes *nd you find yourself jumping to dodge bicycles, sm*ll children, c*ts *nd hundreds of ...

... s 30% taxes from the operation they don't complain! Back to the Bungalows for lunch then after which a few of us went snorkelling at the nearby pier. I had recced this with Rich yesterday and everyone loved seeing the huge schools of silverfish, Barracuda, pipe fish and starfish. We even got a play on a nearby pontoon in. After a shower off we were back in dinner mode and a walk on the beach after finished us off for the day.

... as you thought! The boat took about 3 hours, was not that rocky, was really clean, and even showed a movie! Clearly our guide hasn't been from Jordan to Egypt by ferry!! Stonetown is a very old town with Indian, Portugese and Arabic influences. It is especially renown for its elaborate doors which are intricately carved massive peices of wood that are visable everywhere. We stayed in a little ...

S o where did I leave off... the camel in Gezaulole? Yes, I think so. So the camel would pop up here and there and mind you they are very tall so it would be quite the surprise. He also was sand colored and camflaged well with the landscape. Luckily camels seem to like to do two things: eat grass and stare while eating grass. He didn't seem much aggressive. There I was on my deserted island paradise... or deserted Peninsula Paradise ...

Buying ferry tickets proved to be an overwhelming experience. Halfway through the two-kilometre walk to the terminal we were met by a couple of ticket touts. From there to the actual ticket counters their numbers grew (literally!) exponentially. We found our way through the melée and on board, alongside numerous no-name electric generators of all sizes. The trip was relatively peaceful and once ...