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.
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