I'm alive!
So I've arrived in Dar Es Salaam without major incident and am happy to report that OMG IT'S F&%*#IN HOT HERE! Also, it seems that for every person that appears to want to rob you (a guy zipped open my mom's fanny pack while bumping into her, presumably hoping that after crossing the street he could make another pass and actually pilfer) there are 20 zillion who try to get you to start talking to them and then get your money somehow and 45 taxis. Luckily, Inga has taught me the most important (so far, at least) Swahili word: hapana. It means no. SO USEFUL!
Last night, 2 hours after arrival, Inga decides to take us to an ex-pat bar where she literally knows everybody. They seem like cool peoples, even the South Africans with their short shorts. No, seriously, they wear really short shorts. But I'm happy to report that the Tanzanian (and one Kenyan) beer that I've had has all been drinkable and refreshing. Awesome.
Tomorrow it's off on an all day, cross-country bus ride to Arusha, which is more or less the tourism capital of the country, since it's near the Serengeti and whatnot.
W00T!
Last night, 2 hours after arrival, Inga decides to take us to an ex-pat bar where she literally knows everybody. They seem like cool peoples, even the South Africans with their short shorts. No, seriously, they wear really short shorts. But I'm happy to report that the Tanzanian (and one Kenyan) beer that I've had has all been drinkable and refreshing. Awesome.
Tomorrow it's off on an all day, cross-country bus ride to Arusha, which is more or less the tourism capital of the country, since it's near the Serengeti and whatnot.
W00T!