Day 45 – I Made it to Malawi

Best Sunrise so far - Tanzania

My mornings seem to be getting earlier and earlier and especially now that I have gotten into the swing of camping again so by 5am I’m am ready to start the slow if not slightly confused process of packing up my bags knowing that sleep will be hard to find from here on out.  Not I might add that I don’t feel tired but rather that my body has had its fill of tossing and turning on the uncomfortable ground and can stand it no longer so it would rather rise and get going than suffer any more discomfort. It’s not always uncomfortable I might add but just so far, I’m sure tonight I will find a lovely cushioned floor and will sleep as soundly as ever!

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Day 44 – Bouyant James, Broken Bicycle

Smooth cycling tarmac - Tanzaniaa

It was still dark when I decided to pack up, 5:30am maybe, I had an uncomfortable first half of the night from 7pm until midnight, the floor was quite lumpy but I slept well during the second period and woke feeling energised and ready to get a few more miles done than I did yesterday.  I had managed 85 miles out of the 260 miles required to reach the border and was confident that today would produce easily as many leaving a slightly shorter ride tomorrow.  My three day plan from Iringa to Malawi seemed to be a reasonable judgement, so let’s just hope there are no extra spanners flying around that could get caught up in the works, but I suppose there is always time for an unforeseeable problem no matter how plain the sailing appears to be.

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Day 43 – 460km to Malawi

I had a great sleep last night and woke a little later than expected but still earlier than my other room mates, so in a similar fashion to last time I was here I took all of my stuff to the kitchen and began to arrange my bags so as not to disturb the rest of the guests. It’s best for me to leave early today as I’ve got a fair distance to cover to get in to the next country – 460km to Malawi. I waited for a little while thinking that Marley (the hostel attendant) might show up but by 8:30am he didn’t show up so I decided to leave the money for the room under a cup on the table with a short note of thanks and headed out.

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Day 42 – My Beloved Bicycle

In my dreams my beloved bicycle has been alone for a week. I had my alarm set for 6am this morning due to my early departure from Dar back to Iringa but my body was already on top of it as my eyes automatically opened not long after 5am, a few minutes of struggling to go back to sleep followed before I decided to instead slowly assemble my belongings and ready myself for another long day spent in a bus. I realised my dream was real. I was pretty excited to be getting back to my beloved bike though and told myself that I wouldn’t leave the poor girl for this long ever again. She must be angry at me for leaving without a definite time or date of my return?  Sorry sweetheart I’ll not do it again!

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Day 41 – Freddie Mercury House

Freddie Mercury House Zanzibar

Well friends my beach days seem to have come to an end for now, so this morning I decide to walk down to the water getting the lovely, and I have to add very clean, white sand between my toes one last time before I return to the mainland. I whisper my goodbyes to the beautiful ocean and the already moderate breeze carries them off to inform the rest of the island that “Mr Cheetah”, “The White Peddalling Lion”, good old “Jaybo” is off for good. For a moment I thought I felt a tear drop from the heavens as a sign of Zanzibar’s lamentation, and then as if in celebration the clouds parted and the sun shone across the beach, very funny I thought to myself, im sure if Paje could talk I would have heard a simultaneous “hooray!” but thankfully it remained mute.  Putting down my middle finger I strolled back for my last Teddys breakfast and then made my way to the Dala Dala bus stop.

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Day 40 – Goodbye Zanzibar

Kite surfers Paje Beach Zanzibar Tanzania

Today is my last day so I must say farewell and goodbye Zanzibar, it’s been relaxing. An all day beach day today so nothing much to report, breakfast as normal and a nice chat with a German guy who was telling me all about South Africa and particularly how dangerous the townships are. I’m still a little confused as to what a township actually is though? Is it just a town? A slum perhaps? How will I know? Usually when I see any settlement it’s nice to stop for food and water but the way he was explaining things to me regard for human life in these “townships” is non existent, they would shoot you for as little as a cigarette supposedly. I’m struggling to believe him wholeheartedly. If this is true though I am carrying expensive electronics on the front of my bike for all to see which would surely make me a target – right? Anyway that’s a long way off and I’ll just wing it in my normal style and hope for the best I suppose?!

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