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  • Day31

    Day 31: New beginnings in Tanzania

    March 4 in Tanzania ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    New day, new week, new trip, new group. But luckily same guides and same truck 🙏

    Today I have started a new chapter of this trip: Nairobi to Victoria Falls (Kenya 🇰🇪 to Zimbabwe 🇿🇼). Leaving Kenya behind, we crossed the border to Tanzania 🇹🇿 and finally arrived in Arusha to spend the night.

    I am struggling a bit without my old group. We have spent the past two weeks together and some of them have become my travel family 👩‍👩‍👧‍👧; we were such a great team ... now I’m back on my own again. You know me, I’ll manage and I’ll make new friends ... but I really do miss them 😢

    Almost no pics today - but I’ll make up for it in the upcoming days!
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  • Day8

    Day 8: There is a Mzungu in town

    February 9 in Tanzania ⋅ ☀️ 24 °C

    After a wonderful night in my soft, warm and huge bed, I feel rested and ready for another mini adventure 🦸🏼‍♀️

    Today I went out to town with Gaston meeting some of his friends and enjoying some local stuff: Good Tanzanian cuisine, quick stop at the local market and finally some bars and local beer 🍺 💃🏼 Plus (and this was my favorite): A ride on the Daladala - this is a mini bus which stops wherever you want, picking up as many people as possible (possible means more than the bus is designed to carry) 🚎😂

    Again, I have experienced nothing but kindness from the local people - so many new friends in a country far away from home 🇹🇿💛

    PS: Mzungu is the Swahili term used for white people 👩‍🦳
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  • Day7

    Day 7: Thank you to the ppl of Tanzania

    February 8 in Tanzania ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    Before I start the next day, I would like to tell you a bit about the people of this beautiful country, Tanzania 🇹🇿

    This adventure would have not been possible if it wasn’t for Gaston (my Kili guide) and his wonderful team of porters and chefs (eight men in total).

    They have been so very kind and helpful to me throughout the entire trip 🙏

    All the time other tourists kept asking me whether I am climbing all alone and whether I would like to join their group. But I was never alone. I was always with nine great men.

    Their jobs are tough, the porters carry about 20kg when climbing the mountain and they have to be at camp before the tourists - wearing gear that is not exactly suitable for climbing one of the seven summits.

    Nevertheless, the guys always invited me to their tent for the meals, treated me with friendliness and respect, taught me some Swahili and about their life and culture.

    I have found something very valuable in the past few days: New friends and new perspectives on life 🙏

    And then at the hotel, the entire staff would surprise me at dinner with a local song and some cake 🍰 ... I couldn’t help but cry ... all in all a very emotional day 🙏

    I fell in love with this country, it’s scenery and it’s people 🇹🇿💛
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  • Day13


    August 19 in Tanzania ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    Arriving from the Ngorongoro crater a little later then hoped, it was dusk, we made a plan to go looking for accommodation where there were the most people around (as to not isolate ourselves). Thankfully our drop off was a few blocks away from a very lively market and so we made our way towards it. The very first room we visited at Cayote Guest house was actually quite nice, with a renovated washroom and king-size bed. Of course, we negotiated - instead of 30,000TZS for the night, we got two nights for 50,000TZS.

    This is now my last day touring Tanzania. I'm sad to not continue with Jack both because I'm sure she will have an amazing adventure in the west, and because there's a part of me that thinks I should be there to keep her safe. Trust me, I'm aware she can manage herself. Heck, she takes care of me most of the time, but there will always be a protector in me that feels the need to keep an eye on her. I'm also happy to return home to my family and friends. I loved my time in Tanzania, but I feel Iike 2 weeks was close to perfect - not too long to make me feel anxious, not too long to make me miss general comforts, but long enough to make me want to return and hug my family and have a beer with fellow Canadians. It can be tiring to always have to put on a pleasant, polite face as to not offend anyone (when you don't have the ability to communicate your intentions, you have to show them by being friendly, always).

    Our only goal for today, well at least mine, is to but my ticket for the bus to Dar Es Salaam tomorrow. It's an all day bus, and since my flight leaves the next day, I don't want to risk not having any seats for me. Despite Jack knowing very well that they would never run out of seats, she supported me in this goal.

    We set out onto town in the morning with the expectation of being followed by every tout in town. We had rwsd and heard about the relentless touts in Arusha, wanting to sell you just about anything, to the point where they follow you around town. Surprinsgly - this wasn't our experience at all! I think Jack and I have just gotten very good at our clear messaging. Anyone that approaches us we say "we're ok, thank you" no matter what they say. Sometimes it's "nice tattoos" or "are you a masai?" (pointing to my gauged ears). But these are simply to break the ice into a longer conversation leading to being our tour guide or showing us around town or something. So consistantly, and politely, we'd simply say no thank you to any man approaching us. Soon enough, almost like word got around town that we weren't interested, no one bothered us. A firm answer, and off they went. Easy enough.

    We walked around town to find the public parks, as Jack enjoys doing in every city. Arusha was odd though - it had a beautiful wooded area with a raven going along but it was entirely inaccessible with dense forests. And it had a really well maintained public park that closed, roped off. So we settled on getting some WiFi time in and sat at a coffee shop. This is when Jack asked me to trouble shoot her "polarsteps" app and instead I deleted all her drafts... Oops.

    We also found the German clock tower everyone talks about in the books, meh. Then off we went to buy my bus ticket because Jack is an awesome partner and knew I was thinking about it non stop. This part was easy, looked online for reviews, found that Dar Express was reliable. Went to their ticket office (becuase again, never buy anything from a tout or resaler - save the middle man fees!), and bought a ticket. Easy done it.

    Not being huge fans of Arusha, not really seeing its charm, we decided to get creative and paid for a boda boda driver to take us towards Mount Meru where we hoping to hike to the Themi Waterfalls. This driver had no clue what he got himself into, and neither did we. It was quite the steep climb up the the restaurant where the trail started, and clearly this guy didn't do hills very often.

    Once we arrived, we secretly used the restaurants washroom because I read somewhere that they charged money to explore their grounds. After a little sneaking around, we made our way down the little dirt road passed tiny mud house and gardens / fields to a tree plantation where according to "maps.me" when needed to cross. As we starting walking two young men came chasing us down. According to them, we had to pay to continue towards the falls, and we were on the wrong path. Now, we knew we were on the right path. And I did read online it was 10,000TZS to pass, but we thought we'd get away with it since we didn't need or want a guide. Unfortunately these boys were insistant that we needed to follow them to the office to get a "special permit" that was 10$USD, not shillings! Frustrated, we turned around, not to follow the boys but to make our own way back and talk things out. We decided to drop by this "office" to see if the prices quoted were correct, and if there was room for negotiation since we didn't want nor need a guide.

    There was not. Plain and simple. We had to pay 10$ each and have a guide take us the whole 20-30 minute walk over to the falls. This sounded ridiculous to us. 20 minutes of walking, followed by someone who doesn't speak English, who likely won't add to the experience, and who will only make Jack and I on guard for being followed by someone. So what do we do? Decided to walk back to the restaurant and sneak onto their grounds to see the smaller, yet closer waterfall. This also failed. Yes, 10$ per person to see a waterfall that was basically 20 steps away.

    Oddly enough, we still made the best of our afternoon! We decided to walk back to town, through the tiny village. We got to their "downtown", basically 2 restaurants, a shop and a sports bar, and decided this was the perfect place to settled in for our second beer of the day! We dropped by one restaurant, who didn't have beer. They pointed us to the second restaurant, who pointed us towards the unidentified building with a few young adults sitting outside. Perfect! We walk up, enter, there's a bar, a magical young lady shows up from outside, serves us a beer, and we grabbed our plastic chair and brought it outside to sit with the rest of the gang! We basically chatted amungst ourselves until Baba Charles came to chat, funny man.

    Anywho, we eventually decided to head back and hire a boda boda driver to assist us in getting to our hotel room in time to pee! (beer... You know...). This time, it was luxury! We each had our own boda boda! Only two people per bike, how comfy! Jack decided this was her chance to practice the side saddle on a bike like most local women do. I was terrified she'd fall but she says it's quite comfortable!

    Our hotel being conveniently close to the market meant we could safely go out after dark to grab some local grub! We had the power of lots of people arond us, and the random older gentleman with gauged ears (likely an actual masai) who welcomed us home everytime and who waved off the few touts hanging around. I think he liked me - the white masai.

    Last minute, Jack decided to change her plans. It's dark, it's evening, but she decides she wants to go to Mwanza in the morning (also an all day bus). So we head to the central bus station, blocks from our hotel, and start checking prices and times out. Once again, you have to ignore the crowd of men surrounding you and yelling out destinations as if they knew where you were headed. We walked into 3 different ticketing booths, for Jack to decide on the third one because the man had a nice smile. While she was busy booking her ticket, I had my own interesting interaction.

    An older man who was sitting in the corner of the office stood to come see me. He had a look of amazement, was studying me and goes "yellow Masai?" To which I answer "yes! I'm a yellow Masai!" We continued this exchange for a good minute, as he kept this look of amazement, and repeating "yellow Masai?" I started thinking he honestly thought I was a Masai so I said "well, I'm not a Masai, but you can make me one". He asked if people at home (Canada) looked like yellow Masai too. I said no. So he asked if they look like me. I said no, I look different. To which he answered "different! So all eyes on you then? You must be famous!" This was one of my favorite interactions in any trips, ever. From now on, call me Yellow Masai.
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  • Day9

    Snake Park

    July 21, 2017 in Tanzania ⋅ ⛅ 64 °F

    We crossed the border again, back into Tanzania yesterday, spending the day travelling towards the Serengeti and passed some giraffes by the roadside. We spent the night at Snake Park, where they have a huge collection of snakes found around this area of Africa. Our guide was very knowledgeable which we found really interesting. They also have a clinic, treating over 1000 people a month, free of charge. It's the only clinic in the area that treats snake bites. They also treat other injuries including burns. In the afternoon we left the truck and went in 4x4 jeeps to a camp on the edge of the Serengeti area.Read more

  • Day2

    Day 1 Machame Gate – Machame Camp

    July 1, 2018 in Tanzania ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Day 1 Machame route 7 days – Machame Gate (1490m) – Machame Camp (2980m)

    Hiking time: 7 hours

    Distance: Approximately 18 kilometers

    Habitat: Montane forest

    After an early breakfast at the hotel, we were picked up from Arusha (1400m) and driven to the Machame Gate (1490m). At the gate, we met the porters who organized and packed the belongings for the hike. We then begun our ascent into the rainforest.

    Porters are limited to their own kit plus 22kg.

    4 people canceled and it ended up as Sue and I with a crew of 10

    2 x guides
    1 x chef
    1x waiter
    6 x porters
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  • Day3

    Day 2 Machame Camp – Shira Camp

    July 2, 2018 in Tanzania ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

    Day 2 Machame route 7 days – Machame Camp (2980m) – Shira Camp (3840m)

    Hiking time: 6 hours

    Distance: Approximately 9 kilometers

    Habitat: Moorland

    After an early morning breakfast, we continued the ascent leaving the rain forest and entering the heathland moorland vegetation. The campsite had a spectacular view of the Western Breach and its glaciers in the East.

    Ally photo below is the waiter, their mentor and a gym instructor. Two guides are Albert and Paul. Early morning intro to team
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  • Day4

    Day 3 Shira – Lava Tower – Barranco camp

    July 3, 2018 in Tanzania ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

    Day 3 Shira (at 3840m) – Lava Tower (at 4630m) – Barranco camp (at 3950m)

    Hiking time: 7 hours

    Distance: Approximately 15 kilometers

    Habitat: Semi-desert

    Following an early morning breakfast, we left the moorland environment and enter the semi desert and rocky landscape. After 5 hours of walking east, we we came face to face with the Lava Tower (4630m) where we had lunch.

    After lunch, we descended from Lava Tower (4630m) to the Barranco Campsite (3950m). The 6800m descent gave us a huge advantage to allow our bodies to adjust to the conditions of high altitude.

    Living in the tents are no very comfortable.
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  • Day7

    7. Tag Ngorongoro Krater

    September 24, 2016 in Tanzania ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

    Safari bedeutet früh aufstehen. Heute hat der Wecker um 5 Uhr Morgens geklingelt. Die Sonne ging auf während wir frühstückten. Die Wolken, die über den Kraterrand hingen waren sehr eindrucksvoll. Es war wunderschön.

    Gegen halb 7 sind wir los gefahren. Es gibt zwei Straßen in den Krater. Eine führt hinunter die andere wieder hinauf. Wir fragten uns, ob die Tiere auch aus dem Krater heraus können oder ob sie dort auf natürliche Weise eingesperrt sind. Natürlich könnten sie auch der Straße entlang, aber ich kann mir das nicht richtig vorstellen. Die Kraterwände sind jedenfalls sehr steil und hier hätten meiner Meinung nach sogar die Raubkatzen Probleme. Ich habe gelesen, dass sogar die große Gnuwanderung durch den Krater hindurch geht. Für mich unvorstellbar.

    Im Krater hatten wir wieder unglaubliches Safari Glück. Hier gibt es übrigens etwa 25.000 Großsäuger und die höchste Raubtierdichte Afrikas, was wir bestätigen können. Wir haben haben ein paar Löwen beobachten können, die gerade einen Büffel verspeisten. Lang war er noch nicht tot. Ich schätze, dass er an diesem Morgen erlegt wurde. Wenige hundert Meter weiter sahen wir, wie eine große Herde Zebras plötzlich in Bewegung geriet. Grund hierfür war ein Löwe auf der Jagd. Er trennte ein junges Zebra von der Herde und trieb es direkt auf unser Auto zu. Ich hielt einfach mit der Kamera drauf und machte ein Bild nach dem anderen. Das Zebra konnte zum Glück entkommen, obwohl ich es ehrlich gesagt auch gerne gesehen hätte wie der Löwe seine Beute erlegt. So was sieht man schließlich nicht alle Tage. Die anderen beiden Autos kamen zu spät bzw. waren weit weg, um die Jagd gut beobachten zu können. Alle waren neidisch auf meine Bilder. Auch sehr spektakulär war das Tote Hippo und die vielen Geier sowie eine Hyäne und ein Schakal, die sich daran satt gefressen haben.

    Gegen 1 haben wir dann den Krater verlassen und sind zurück nach Arusha gefahren. Die heiße Dusche tat gut und man fühlte sich wie neu geboren. Unsere Guides haben ein sehr leckeres Abendessen gemacht. Es gab frisches Gemüse, Bratkartoffeln, Spinat und und sehr gutes Steak.

    Danach saßen wir noch zusammen und sind dann kurze Zeit später ins Bett. Morgen heißt es wieder extrem früh aufstehen. Wir haben eine weite Fahrt im Truck vor uns. Es geht an die Küste nach Bagamoyo.
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Arusha, Aruŝo, آروشا, ARK, アルーシャ, Аруша, 阿鲁沙

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