We travelled from Bukoba to Masaka, Uganda where Luke and I parted ways with Henri and then decided to stay the night there as we were in no rush. We were told by Henri about a good cheap place to stay here so we asked some bikes to take us there (they said they knew were they were going). We need to learn a way to make sure they actually know where they are going! It will save so much hastle and havoc. They took us about 20 mins out of town to Mariana gardens wh...

Luke and I got up very early (again) to catch the bus to Bukoba. We managed to get to the bus and onto it with ease which was a blessing as we were in no mood for bartering so early in the morning! As we were travelling along, we were pleasantly supprised to find that we were crossing a part of the lake on a ferry (addmitidly a very small part but still!). We rode on top of the ferry for about 30 mins in the lovely sun looking over the endless, beautiful lake. We...

We got up early this morning to catch the bus to Mwanza and Tessa had so kindly offered to give us a lift. As we got to the bus station, there were so many people shouting and offering us tickets so Tessa had to drop us off into the madness. Once everyone had realised we already had tickets, they left us mostly alone. When the bus arrived at the station, a seemingly kindly person escorted us onboard and 'weighed' our bags after asking us how much they weighed. On...

So after staying at Bimb's house (the mansion), we managed to get a lift into Arusha from one of his collegues who was heading that way. We decided to stop off at Impala hotel which is a little complex of hotels, restaurants and cafes. After going on the internet and getting some Tanzanian money out, we went up to the closest restaurant where we had some supprisingly cheap food. I then got a call from Tessa and Rupert Mclelan (Ken Grant's cousins and Seumas' godf...

This day we were traveling to Tanzania to stay with luke's mum's friend from uni. As we had left it too late to book the bus we had to get matatus to various places. First we got a lift to Mombassa, then after a very very sad goodbye to Antonia (who I'll hopefully see in Australia!) a matatu to voi, then one to the border town Taveta, then a boda-boda (motorbike) each across the border, then a Tanzanian version of a Matatu (even more squished!) to Moshi then a sl...