I had gotten into Dar-es-Salam and the plan was to see the wildlife this side of the African landscape having seen one side at Kenya already. I had tied up with a local tour guide through people I knew at Africa from earlier and as I was now getting to know travelling through the continent, covering countries.
Norman was to be my my guide cum taxi driver and on the first day he arrived two hours late to the hotel. I had been up all night writing and had just slept a few winks. It was frustrating to say the least but I got along with him to the car with my bags. We were headed towards Moshi, the foothills of the Kilimanjaro.
We stopped at a local shop for water and samosas which were as always ever present at Africa and then headed on the road. Continue Reading<span class="screen-reader-text"> "Dara Salam to Moshi, Kilimanjaro, some coffee and the waterfall!"</span>
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