Our final night on this leg of our Tanzanian safari is spent in Masumo. We camp on a peninsula that juts out into Lake Victoria, the second largest fresh water lake in the world. This massive lake shares its shoreline with Tanzania, Kenya and Uganda, providing food and water for approximately 30 million people. We share the campsite with 4 overlander trucks, which is normally our cue to make a move, but these are families travelling together and were probably quieter than us. Once again Uli & Anka arrive within an hour of us, Konstantine still roaring, but down two tyres.
As the sun sinks into the coral pink water our safari, the Swahili word for journey, comes to an end. Early the next morning we travel through hundreds of boulder strewn hillocks, over the Mara river towards the border post.
As the sun sinks into the coral pink water our safari, the Swahili word for journey, comes to an end. Early the next morning we travel through hundreds of boulder strewn hillocks, over the Mara river towards the border post.
African border crossings are a slow affair and it seems to be impossible to have all the correct paper work. This time I had overstayed my road tax permit by 9 hours and Uli, had not been sold one. Some fast talking, particularly by Uli (he can be diplomatic if he tries), sees the officials waive his fine.
We have loved every second of Tanzania, its warm friendly people have wished us Karibu (welcome), where ever we have travelled.
A fresh delivery of Kentucky Fried Chicken ala Africa.
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