El Grand Finale

On our last day in Tanzania, I couldn’t stay at the hotel, staying there would have been a waste of time for me. So I wrapped my foot, and even limping and in a lot of pain (thank goodness for painkillers), we went on one last adventure. We left Arusha early and headed towards Moshi, or as the locals call it, Kilimanjaro town. From there, we went to a community called Materuni and did a hike (maybe I shouldn’t have, but you only live once) to a waterfall. After that, we returned to the village and did a coffee tour, where they showed us the process from the coffee plant to the cup on our table (one of the boys asked for my phone and took tons of photos and videos—I almost hired him as my personal cameraman!). After the tour, we had lunch and then went to the hot springs, about an hour from Moshi on the way back to Arusha—a great way to relax after the day.
All this time, Kilimanjaro, the tallest mountain in Africa, was hidden behind the clouds. I was starting to lose hope of seeing it when suddenly, on the way back, we looked to the side and there it was—majestic and imposing! And to top it all off, there was an incredible sunset. I didn’t know whether to look at the mountain or the setting sun.Read more