Journey back to Dar, Day One

Today was the last few hours we would be in Pommern and our last hour to deal with the “human beings”, which neither of us were the least bit sad about. We are getting better at thinking on our feet. The day before, we had created bracelets for the little kids, which we spent the last few minutes tying on their wrists. Other than that, we did ABC’s, counting, singing and “dreadful” dancing like usual. We decided we were no longer the Dreadful Dancers, but the Developing Dancers.

After our last hour with the “human beings”, we headed to the secondary school, where we had our last teacher meeting and said our farewells. We finally signed the book we were supposed to sign three weeks ago. The meeting ended at around 11 and since we had lots of free time, we took the long way home. So to those people who are wondering if Montana has been getting enough exercise, (*cough* *cough* you know who you are), the answer is yes.

Lunch was around 12:00, earlier than usual. We had a dish of eggs mixed with Tanzanian French fries and some of what Montana calls, cooked Ugali. Neither of us knows the real name. Then, our group headed off to Iringa. This time the drive was only about an hour and a half long.

When we got to Iringa and got settled, sort of, the group headed off to the town. The other three group members stopped at a café with wifi to check email, facebook, news, etc. Montana and LuRue walked around town looking for souvenirs and chocolate. The souvenirs part was successful, but not the chocolate part.

We discovered that there are paved streets in Iringa…we saw backhoes tearing up the pavement, apparently a project by the Chinese, leading us to think before that Iringa had only dirt streets.

We went back to the hotel we are staying at for the night, and tried to get on the Internet. No success! At 5:30, the group went out for dinner at some sort of Indian restaurant. We split a meal of prawns, French fries and a milkshake, (which was, sadly, literally chocolate milk). The prawns were also very tiny shrimp. Tomorrow we will be going to head off to Dar es Saalam at 7am, which means getting up at 6, the earliest we’ve had to get up so far.