Dar Es Salaam

Kigamboni boat queue suffering transformed quickly into sweet beachside heaven. 

And, at last, the peace. And, at last, the stars. And, at last, the SOFT sea breeze. 

Thank you, parents. Thank you, Ian. Done so good. 

Now to heal this stye eye, burgeoning belly, slacking tissue, sagging flesh, tensing muscle, and tired mind. 

Aaah. 

And stop provoking strangers driving Tuk Tuks! (I have a wilder and wilder temper.)