This is an authorized translation in English of a post in French by @terresco: De Cape Town à Mombasa, 3 mois, 8 pays, 12 500 km – La Tanzanie 1
Remember that the person who speaks here is NOT me, Vincent Celier (@vcelier), but @terresco, a French guy.
The country before last of our trip through Africa. Tanzania. A more touristic country than those before, at least in its northern part with Kilimanjaro and Serengeti. We spent some time in the south, less visited and pleasant, with beautiful national parks like Ruaha, unjustly abandoned by tourists, where the lion is king. Having written a lot about the national parks and animals of Africa in my last articles I will not describe the chills felt near families of lions or approaching the invasive roars at night.
Tanzania welcomes us with the big smile of the policeman who flashed me with his handheld radar. He's going to get some cold beer that I had reserved to celebrate the crossing of the border, a border for which I was not quite in order. But his big smile gave me a great hope on the kindness of the people in this country, hope that never failed.
We arrive in Kiswahili area, where the language is Swahili that we had begun to discover in Malawi. It is interesting because it is rare in Africa, during a traveling trip, to be able to speak a long time the same language (English and French except obviously). No sooner have we learned to say hello than we changed ethnicity and language area. It's always a little frustrating.
To make the route easier we have to know how to say: We come from [Name of the previous city] and We go to [Name of the next city]. Attention it must be said by pretending to make a great effort of memory, even if it is repeated 20 times a day. It's like a password that gives you access to a loud laugh followed by a "Do you speak Swahili? That you recognize easily. There we answer modestly kidogo (a little), we take the opportunity to "switch" to English and we are introduced. I can spend whole days, furnished with these discussions, I love this fleeting discovery of a life that 5 minutes before was totally unknown.
The coast is also beautiful, typical of the Mozambique Channel for what I know of the Malagasy side. Large beaches of fine and very white sand, fishing canoes that use the principle of thermal winds to come and go at the rhythm of the wind, others who have found an old engine that will abandon them to their fate one day or the other, more or less far from the coast fish markets full of colors, of atmosphere and of course of smells.
Return of the fishermen with the thermal winds of the afternoon
Dar es Salaam is, like all African capitals, eventful, full of traffic and of energy. It is a large port at the mouth of the Msimbazi River. Administratively, Dar es Salaam is no longer the capital of Tanzania, it is Dodoma, a more central city. In fact it remains the economic power and largely administrative. Zanzibar is nearby but we cannot go everywhere, although it's probably very beautiful and full its glorious past; we give up for fear of too much tourism, we prefer to enjoy places even more authentic.
Africa, the long crossing
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From Cape Town to Mombasa: Zimbabwe, part 3, by @terresco
From Cape Town to Mombasa: Zambia, by @terresco
From Cape Town to Mombasa: Malawi, by @terresco