United at Twiga Lodge!

At around midday Franziska arrives at Kilimanjaro International Airport. What a tiny sweet little airport. And what a tiny sweet little girl! We head off through the dry, ashy and brownish steppe. They have not had rain for more than 6 months here. First drops appeared just a few days ago. Back at Twiga Lodge in Usa River we slide into a slumbery nap on the wide open balcony with great view on Mount Meru. Today we are not camping in my car yet but sleep in one of their luxurious guest rooms. What a wonderful place to grove into our next four weeks of adventure. As we stroll around in the nearby village at dusk, Franziska gets her cultural infusion directly this very evening. Being surrounded by curious Tanzanians a friendly random guy introduces us to his mother and later to his other mother. How many mother might he have? There is loud music and without realising it we are dragged into a local communion celebration where we get offered fancy local food by this mother-abundant guy: spicy pilau with creamy makande, rich ndizi nyama and fresh cole slaw!Read more