I wasn’t going to bother going to Dar Es Salaam but I had time and it seemed quite a cheap place to get to and stay so I thought – why not! I was in Moshi but got the hostel to book me on the Super Luxury Bus. I was a little suspicious but when… Read More »
I marvel that, on an early morning, when I have dragged myself out of bed and to work, that there are always crowds of people exercising on the athletics track – many of them retired people. There are countless boys playing basketball (I use the term ‘playing’ loosely – they are simply trying to throw… Read More »