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Date: June 24, 2004
In general, Tanzania is going well but it is nothing
special compared to the Masaai tribe of Kenya. The villages are
usually pleasant but very ordinary. Part of this reason is that
I am traveling the main road to Dar es Salaam and the people have
migrated from the hills to sell any old thing, especially Coca-cola,
to the passing vehicles.
The heat is intense, at least I have the sun to my
back. The dusty wind blows the wrong direction everyday. (I am hopeful
it will change in a few weeks at the end of the rainy season. Where
is the rain?) The food and water is scarce. People are reluctant
to give me even one bottle, unless I pay for it, of course. This
is the average life. Of course, you can spend thousands and have
everything you want.
I am taking an unplanned rest day to recover. Yesterday,
I took a secondary road towards Dar. It was really beautiful but
full of sand. It was like bicycling down a beach. Tomorrow I will
bust my ass to combine two days in one. I hope to make 72km down
a sandy dirt road described as "good" to Dar and catch
the noon ferry to Zanzibar for a bit of a vacation.
Recipe for beef soup:
Take various parts of cattle, goat or game animal.
Hack apart with machete, bones and all. Put in pot of water. Boil
during daylight hours (keep room temperature at night). Opptional:
salt, lime and chillis. Keeps indefinitely.
The most common mathmatical formula in Tanzania:
Muzungo price = two times local price.
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