The evening was young when I finished work and got back to the hotel. I needed some exercise so I decided to head further up the hill to where I see the children go every morning. They bump up the road on the backs of boda boda or walk with heavy legs past the hotel… Read More »
I was rally hoping that the bridge would not be called Magufuli Bridge. There were rumours that it would be. In the end it was called Tanzanite Bridge, built by the Koreans for the Tanzanians. It has been under construction ever since I have been in Tanzania, and like the railway to Morogoro, its construction… Read More »
I was walking to work down the steep hill into Morogoro town. It’s a steep hill and at the bottom there is always a group of women with baskets of bananas. They’re waiting for buyers to come. And they come, al through the day, on motorbikes, bajaj and vans to buy directly from the producer.… Read More »