Place: Moshi
Tunes: Van Halen, Guns and F&%”ing Roses!
We took the scenic route out of Nairobi as advised by Garmin. It took a long time and we got to see a lot of misery we would not have otherwise seen. That’s what we are here for, so it was a good start. Ho hum.
The traffic jams today were caused by stupidity, lack of any sort of common sense or intelligence by the numerous minibus drivers around. If I could shoot every idiot on the road I saw today, I would need a machine gun. That 9mm just would not be enough.
Nothing much happened today. We drove to Tanzania and went through the border without much hassle. An ”yellow card” had to be bought to cover the insurance requirements for some African countries (theoretically) and we could wait for the papers to be printed out while being ”entertained” by Masai women trying to sell us ten sorts of shit souvenirs etc. Their tactic is simple. Just repeat the same thing 56 times over and the white man will pay you just to get rid of you.
Adventure overlanders do not bother with trinkets and I told anyone approaching me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. It worked for me but Pasi took the hit as he made the mistake of smiling at the women. He was like Jesus Christ surrounded by nuns.
On the way to Moshi we passed Kilimanjaro, which is the tallest free-standing ”mountain” on the planet. Mount Everest and the other really tall ones are a part of some mountain range. This one is just sticking out from the flat ground. We got a glimpse of the snow-covered top unobscured by the clouds, but only very briefly. Pictures are forthcoming. Maybe sometime later. Inshallah.
Another interesting detail about the scenery were the little whirlwinds of dust. You could see these mini-tornados all around and ususally several at the same time. I would not like to ride through one, but at least they liven up the scenery that for the most part is not that interesting.
Tomorrow we should meet up with the rest of the group who have been having a beach party today somewhere in Tanga.
Tunes: Van Halen, Guns and F&%”ing Roses!
We took the scenic route out of Nairobi as advised by Garmin. It took a long time and we got to see a lot of misery we would not have otherwise seen. That’s what we are here for, so it was a good start. Ho hum.
The traffic jams today were caused by stupidity, lack of any sort of common sense or intelligence by the numerous minibus drivers around. If I could shoot every idiot on the road I saw today, I would need a machine gun. That 9mm just would not be enough.
Nothing much happened today. We drove to Tanzania and went through the border without much hassle. An ”yellow card” had to be bought to cover the insurance requirements for some African countries (theoretically) and we could wait for the papers to be printed out while being ”entertained” by Masai women trying to sell us ten sorts of shit souvenirs etc. Their tactic is simple. Just repeat the same thing 56 times over and the white man will pay you just to get rid of you.
Adventure overlanders do not bother with trinkets and I told anyone approaching me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. It worked for me but Pasi took the hit as he made the mistake of smiling at the women. He was like Jesus Christ surrounded by nuns.
On the way to Moshi we passed Kilimanjaro, which is the tallest free-standing ”mountain” on the planet. Mount Everest and the other really tall ones are a part of some mountain range. This one is just sticking out from the flat ground. We got a glimpse of the snow-covered top unobscured by the clouds, but only very briefly. Pictures are forthcoming. Maybe sometime later. Inshallah.
Another interesting detail about the scenery were the little whirlwinds of dust. You could see these mini-tornados all around and ususally several at the same time. I would not like to ride through one, but at least they liven up the scenery that for the most part is not that interesting.
Tomorrow we should meet up with the rest of the group who have been having a beach party today somewhere in Tanga.
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