Millenium Towers Hotel Dar es Salaam

... takes you through luxuriant rainforest, which can be very wet at times, and up to Mandara Hut (2700m). Around 11 kilometres are covered today and you should arrive at the hut during the middle of the afternoon. Passing through the Mandara Gate you walk on a wide track that passes through forest until it reaches a fork. If you rather a more direct and shorter trail to Mandara Hut you should choose the right fork. If you choose the left fork you are ...

... cheap bus ride at 12.5p each we decided to eat at the building top restaurant. after looking for a hotel for about an hour the seach party came back with a great deal of 7 pounds each at a 3* hotel although it was three sharng a twin room but it had air conditioning so we didn't mind, as it has become very hot on retuning north.<br>

... want to rob you, but there are also people who will watch out for you because they don't want this place to get a bad reputation. There is a warning in the hotel that says do not immediately show your passport to a police officer, often they aren't police. When we arrived we were trying to contact of Father Roland, and needed a sim card for the cell phone. It was about 9pm, and neither of us were comfortable going out to find one. The security guard went ...

... It was very nice of her! I would have been completely petrified had I arrived in Dar on my own. We went down to the restuarant and chatted for a bit and then Esther left and I met some girl from the US who is going to work in a hospital in Zanzibar for a month. We chatted for a while and then I called it a night and headed up to sleep! Crazy Saturday night but I was very nervous about the following day.

... around the house. Slowly everyone came out to greet us, with Halima at the back. She was super shy and she didn't seem to know what to make of the whole event. She has a younger sister, Nasra, who is about 4 years old and a baby sister, Shakira, who is only 4 months. Halima will be 10 years old in April. I found out that Halima's father passed away years ago and her mother has since remarried. She now lives in Dar with her ...

... on my way back to the convent I saw two boys from school on the daladala (bus) and we were very surprised to see each other. We talked for a bit and then I watched a movie with Tim who was still staying at the convent. It felt weird because I haven't watched a movie for ages! 05/10 - I went to the church and again heard a lot of high pitch voices! I really like it there. I saw a white vicar, the boys said that he was from England so they ...

... them about our safari trip.  I went to the bank which is right next to the school because I had to pay the nuns rent  for me staying at their convent. That's it for now.  The Internet here is very slow and not always reliable.  I have sent some photos home with the girls so I hope they will send them to Mum soon and she can then add some to the blog.  It takes ages to do it here. Hope you are all well and keep in touch, I like receiving your messages.  Missing you all.  Mwa xxxxxxx

... and what he calls "perfume" - what I can only assume is some sort of embalming chemical. Bo and I consult one another and agree that we will cancel the dinner plans we had made with a lovely British couple we had just met, go with Emmanuel to the hospital, and meet this doctor who is forcing him to pay for all of these things before signing a death certificate that will allow him to sleep in the hospital tonight. Now, confidence artists' schemes ...

... a tragedy! In the evening met up with Labour MP John Mann, Liberal Lord Jones and his wife Katie and a guy from Difd who was on the the plane. Very pleasant evening and Pat and Katie got on well. They had come via Niarobi but sadly their luggage hadn't Around midnight the rest of the delegation appeared and I met them as I felt it was my duty as leader of the delegation.

Maandagmiddag nam ik de boot terug naar Dar es Salaam, poeh, heftig ritje <br> van anderhalf uur over onstuimig water. De golven spetterden telkens metershoog <br> langs het raam en ik moest me erg concentreren om niet kotsmisselijk te <br> worden. Af en toe voelde het net als in een achtbaan, zo groot waren de <br> golven waar we dan af ...