This post will describe transportation in Arusha. 1. Daladala I have already spoken a great deal about this particular mini-van, but it is so interesting as an entity that it deserves the number one position here. Constantly packed to the brim with passengers, people will never hesitate to offer their laps to you. In one of my experiences, I had a very kind lady offer her lap for my heavy rucksack as I bowed uncomfortably in order not to smash my head against the ceiling.

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, Arusha , Tanzania

Even hours before getting into the car, I knew that the safari was going to be one of the BEST experiences of my life. As the jeep rumbled through the endless plains of the Serengeti and the rim of the Ngorongoro crater (the bumpy road doing nothing to ease a jumpy bladder), the car was constantly filled with dropping jaws and animalistic “woots” (and occasionally, a flying person who couldn’t take the bumps). The view of the savannah in the Serengeti was magnificent and literally making your heart stop – countless shades of browns intermingled with gold specks and flicks of yellow grass (looking like finely-painted fingers reaching through the ground), layers and layers of colour piling up until it formed a never-ending horizon, which was then interrupted by grey mountains.

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, Arusha , Tanzania

Here’s one thing that I didn’t get to write about last week – my visit to Namanga! It was a short one-day trip to Namanga (a town right at the border of Kenya and Tanzania), but within those 8 hours, I already managed to catch a good glimpse of Tanzania as it is, and had a good impression of the people. On the 2-hour bus ride, I managed to get my first view of the African savannah landscape. It was practically gleaming – the only adjective to describe it is: sun-kissed! The golden grass was gently waving in the breeze and disappearing behind rolling hills.

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, Arusha , Tanzania

In the morning, the roosters start crowing and the dogs start barking. Some dogs lay curled up in the front steps, unwilling to wake up for the day. The sound of motorbikes and Kiswahili conversations are everywhere. The crackling of the charcoal stoves signals the beginning of various Tanzanian delicacies being cooked. The smell of chapatti wafts through the air as I walk through the village of Kijengge Juu, the village of my homestay.

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, Arusha , Tanzania

Pyramids of oranges, tomatoes, onions, potatoes, carrots and countless other fruits stood like little skyscrapers on the dirt road. Beside them, barrels of peanuts were plonked on the ground, stimulating our salivary glands. The lush green of thousands of bunches of bananas exploded like fireworks in our eyes. Tenggeru Market is like a kaleidoscope of colour – and an assault on the senses. As huge wooden carts rumbled on, clouds of dust fly into our eyes, making the colours blur into one another.

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, Arusha , Tanzania

After 10 hours in an airplane, all you want to do is take a hot bath. Unfortunately, that was not to be for me. Right after getting off the airplane, I found out that my luggage had been stranded in Nairobi. An hour later, I arrived in the guesthouse, still stripped bare of essential items. That was my first impression of Tanzania. A cold shower and a cacophony of cockerel sounds later, I started to get into the groove of Arusha.

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, Arusha , Tanzania