Si, Jambo

Trip Start Nov 15, 2008
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Trip End Feb 28, 2009


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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Everyday in Tanzania was completely suprising. Everyday was unexpected. I arrived having found out that Richie (the one and only gingerchef, introduced to me through Facebook by Tracey a work colleague) was going on safari the next day and I was welcome to come. It would we all thought, be the a luxurious journey into the Serengeti to watch the migration. Well, you never get what you expect travelling, but it is always an adventure. So, I jumped on a plane on my first morning in Dar Es Salaam and headed up to meet Richie and Russell. They are the backbone of a hotel that is being built, or rather should have been built already, on the North of Zanzibar.

Our Safari started in Arusha, the main tourist town next to Serengeti and Ngorogoro, as it would continue. Richie got food poisoning from our night out in Arusha and was up all night. Which was nice because we were all sharing a hotel room Windhoek to Jo'berg
Windhoek to Jo'berg
 . It's good to share. And Richie did, because 2 nights later in the middle of the Serengeti, with no showers, shite food, no cold drinks and long walk past Water Buffalo in wait, I got sick. So, apart from getting sick, shit food, no cold drinks, no shower and the fear of being eaten at night it was an amazing Safari. We saw every animal I could have hoped to see. The hippos were magic lolling about in their waterhole, chatting with each other and occasionally giving a huge yawn. We saw about 4 leopards and I nearly got eaten by a lion. Literally.

Back in Zanzibar the boys took me into their world of hotel gossip-politics, sweat, sunshine and KiSwahili. I learnt enough to be treated like a first class tourist, I even got residents rates out shopping. The beach was stunning and on my last day I spent some quality time, just me and the sunshine and the turquoise ocean. It was beautiful, apart from the sunburn and inevitable peeling skin when I got home. Oh well, guess I won't see the sun again for sometime.
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