I had some 10 days to spend before I had to meet the group up in Arusha with which I would go on the Truck-Safari down to Victoria Falls. After spending some days in Dar Es Salaam, trying to get over the jetlag which was surprisingly severe, I went on my way to the Usambara Mountains.

I based myself in Lushoto and had a great time in this small mountain town. As it happened I get in contact with some local Rasta-men and was invited to a wedding – really quite a different experience – played pool in the local bar and went ‘clubbing’ with them. After a few days I went on a two days hike up to Mtae, a small village north of Lushoto. The hike lead through fields and villages and the children were running after me.

Coincidence made us attend a ceremony were different bottles with strange tasting saps were swung around and chicken killed.