Wanted to go into the city. Chef brought us onto a dalla dalla - what an experience, total culture shock.
Suddenly we got landed a guide - then a second dalla dalla into the city - a lot of pointing and laughing (at us). All we could do is laugh as well. 
Internet cafe 500TS (50c) for an hour.
Dar Museum-crap
Followed by school kids. Back to hostel in taxi after walk around. Dinnner. Bed.

Interestingly dalla dallas are now regulated since 2008. Check out this link on wikipedia to learn more about these crazy modes of transport!  I remember it to be an unreal, crazy, scary experience (hence the taxi home!).  We seemed to be the only non-Tanzanians in the city that day and were a lot more interesting to the class visiting the museum than any of the artifacts!

This blog post is part of my 2004 Tanzania Diary

Sunday, so nothing opens in Dar.
Walked to university. 
Killed with the heat. Would be more killed with the humiliation if we were more nervous people!
Got chatting to Shakeria (an Israeli who is studying/working in Dar for a few months for womens rights who married a local footballer on a whim?!) and a Dutch guy. The only other person staying was sick!).

We really seemed to be the exception holidaying in Dar Es Salaam! Our hostel was on the University of Dar Es Salaam compound. 

This blog post is part of my 2004 Tanzania Diary.

As believed in 2004, we were indeed in a container ship. The Shipping Corporation of Zanzibar is still in existence however I really don't know how we ended up with tickets for the crossing. We did find it suspicious that there were no seats and we couldn't go out on deck!
Our highlight of all of Tanzania was the night market in Stone Town Zanzibar. I really hope on my return this summer, that the night markets will be as special as I remember. 
I cannot seem to find any mention of the Florida Inn on Trip Adviser or any site online. The curtain divided en-suite must not have taken off!