Drive just a few miles off Arusha, a half decent town, and there is the bush right away. Karine and I spent last Sunday afternoon north of Arusha just cruising around in my Land Rover which was more than happy to see some action, since I’m always using my bicycle or motorcycle in town.
Lengijave area, women (and girls) still do the water or firewood runs. Men? Well, the few we saw typically didn’t seem to do much except chatting up under the shade of a tree or in front of a shop.
Mount Meru culminating at nearly 15.000ft.
Little boys are also at work albeit an easier one: lead the herds of cows or goats.
Kids were usually more than happy to pose for us. Last time, a teacher even thanked us for visiting their remote and forgotten village. Obviously no tourist ever wander out there. Marketing is the key…
Dust! Fine dust like flour. If the wind is coming from the wrong direction, you’d better be careful otherwise a dust cloud could engulf your jeep. Tracks tend to be badly run down, Arusha municipality doesn’t pay too much attention nor anything else out there…And the next rains are not expected till November.
Drivers don’t show any respect for pedestrians…
Last picture of the day, a beautiful glow on Mount Meru. It was gone within a minute.
Hi Liz,
thanks, glad the pictures have got some sense of usefulness!
When did you leave? 10 years ago? Hugs
Posted by: ben wilhelmi | 05 September 2012 at 01:37 PM
Super shots Ben, it brings back some sweet memories....I can nearly smell it, your photos are so explicit.... well done...
Posted by: Liz O'Sullivan | 05 September 2012 at 05:32 AM