The first 30km took us 3 hours to get out of Dar Es Saalam. It is another ridiculous situation where there is one road in and out and only a single carriageway for all the trucks and busses that have to chug along out of the city in the morning. We left at 7 and joined a long queue for the ferry. Michael and Daniel, the students we'd met the night before, told us if they built a bridge across the harbour it would change so many things: all the rich would build house on the beach, the South Beach suburb would explode and the cost of living increase. With all the taxis on either side and the ferry with its vendors around many would be out of work so perhaps the international donors must wait to fund the bridge!

We got some good advice on taking a kind of ring road through the city from an Indian guy in another who was also in the queue. We were quite a sight as the diesel pipe had started dripping again when we were stopped so we edged forward in the queue while ant moved the ice cream container under the car every time! It was incredibly frustrating to sit in traffic for so long, even the traffic lights at intersections, operated by policemen of course, have huge waiting time for each direction that traffic just builds up so badly.

The day's highlight was Joey raging at the Police officer that pulled her over for "reckless driving" after being so patient in the traffic she was pulled over for overtaking in the face of another vehicle. Not that it was dangerous or illegal but that there was another vehicle in our path. When asked to pull over Joey got out and raged at the policeman, while Ant attended to the perennial diesel leak, until the policeman declared Joey rude and handed me her licence after which we raced back to the car and carried on.

We followed the road we'd travelled before, through Mikhumi (saw giraffe, impala, gazelles, buffalo and zebra a plenty) where a veld fire was blazing through. Then into the greenery of the farmlands of Morogoro, then up the spectacular pass, through the forest of flatcrown trees then baobab forest on the dry plateau leading to Iringa. The Riverside Rest Camp was again a great stop for the night and we arrived at around 18:00, having done 500km in a day, a respectable feat on the African roads!

The evening was spent around the fire where we chatted with a young German couple who'd spent 10 months in Southern Africa and couple from the Netherlands who'd hired a Defender in Kenya to go around the Serengeti. The Germans were to trying to sell their Land Cruiser for $16000 fully equipped but a '94 model and perhaps asking a bit much, especially with import duties to follow. We ate an awesome piece of fillet we found in Dar (R80/kg!) with salad an butternut, another meal fit for kings (and queens)!