I got home a bit early and wanted to make the most of the evening before losing the sun at about 6:45. It goes very dark very quickly… a bit like someone turning the lights off. So I don’t want to be outside after this time. Last time I tried to get to the top… Read More »
I finished work at a reasonable time and got back to the hotel with a few hours of daylight left so I decided to take a long walk up the hill. I had been up there before but not left enough time to get to the top. I set off at 5pm and made good… Read More »
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 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 »
When you live in Europe or other developed region and you hear of droughts, failed crops and dying cattle it’s terribly sad. The rains failing somewhere in Africa is a local and regional calamity. But this misfortune is in places you’ve never been or ever likely to go to. Ethiopia, Somalia, Angola, DRC, Chad, Niger,… Read More »
I had heard of APOPO rats a few years ago because there was a rat which had been awarded a bravery award. What luck that I ended up in the same town as the rats. Sadly they are nocturnal so if you want to see them you have to get up at the crack of… Read More »
I didn’t have any intention of coming back to Tanzania and when I said goodbye to people, most of them told me I’d back. I laughed at them but it seems they knew more than me. The UK was a very different place to the last time I was there. The place is depressed, people… Read More »
I definitely cannot bear the thought of a weekend in Morogoro and so I tolerate the five hour journey on a Friday and Monday. Last week I arrived at Morogoro bus station to find a bus about to leave and jumped on it. I couldn’t work out why the man took my ticket, swapped it… Read More »