Day 17
Sign warning about AIDS at Tanzania border
After a poor night of sleep in our tent, I knew I hadn’t escaped getting sick after seeing all the happy children. I assumed it was travelers diarrhea because I was drinking the same water our guides were drinking rather than bottled water. My sickness made for a very uncomfortable travel day. After an hour, we crossed into Tanzania where I pretended to be healthy to avoid any questions about Yellow Fever or Ebola. I tried to sleep most of the drive but all the bouncing on detesting roads made it very difficult. We didn’t arrive at our campsite until after dark. After Sara and I quickly set up the tent, I crawled inside and went to sleep while she got dinner with the group. They had a meal traditional to the local Kihehe tribe which was prepared by the lodge, Kisolanza Farm; beef stew over ugali with spinach greens (basically the same traditional dish, pop, that Nash has previously prepared for us but with slight variations).
The next morning, we were woken by commotion in one of the neighboring tents. Poking our heads out we learned that two of the tents were covered in Continue reading
