Day 1

A three hour bus ride collecting people on the way, through fields of
maize, bananas, coffee plantations. Small houses built from brick the
colour of gingerbread. This part of Tanzania's very fertile. Inside
the bus, several boxes of eggs tied with bailing twine, shifted from
seat to seat as more passengers arrived, ending up precariously on the
dashboard. A mobile telephone occasionally ringing with a whistle and
an imperious woman's voice calling for a taxi. A bubble of voices,
anxious consultations about Diomox. Daniel, sitting next to me, is
asleep, after an exhausting debriefing about corruption in Zimbabwe.

So many images from today. Vividly dressed people shopping in markets.
Children sitting outside a school being taught by a nun. Corragated
roofs, poverty, dark earth.

We walked through rainforest then moorland covered in yellow flowers,
over streams. All most beautiful. Now in a rather crowded camp all
doubling up in tents.

Had to walk further up the mountain to get a signal, it's dark I must
get back

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