Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Nairobi to Arusha

Spent two days in Nairobi. Went tot he United Nations and got a short tour and got details of where and who I am working with in Karagwe. Played tennis against a Junior Kenyan National team member. Actually i should say play he basically gave me a one hour lesson on how to play tennis.

Then took the bus from nairobi to Arusha. 
 Cows that are walking around the streets just outside of downtown Nairobi
 These trees at the UN caught my attention. The ends are like cactus .
 Monument for the first president of Kenya. Strong fist as in Yes we can
 Junior Kenyan National Tennis player gave me lessons for an hour. 17yrs old.
 Kids play tennis too. Well the ones who have money to play I should say. There is a wheel chair tennis team that is trying for the paraolympics 2016. My friend Matt set it all up
Border of Tanzania and Kenya
Well I woke up early and caught a bus to Arusha. I forgot to tip Nick which was the worst part. At the border we made a stop but I refused to not let my backpack out of sight so I stuck right next to the bus. As soon as I got into Arusha I was getting badgered by people to take a taxi. I took a deep breath and ask one he was actually the first one to ask me. Free Taxi but I said I need to get a bus ticket for tomorrow to Bukoba. He made phone calls as he is driving and took me to HIS guy and they said $70 USD I said no way. $50.00 he sat there and said ok. Well then I was remembering I thought it was only $25 USD to Bukoba. SO I said what. I might stick around for one more day. I haven’t decided yet ill let you know when I do. 
SO I got out of that jam. They took me to the hotel and I said, “I want to see the room first.” I didn’t see a bathroom and there was no mosquito net so I said, “No way. I’m leaving”. Then they said ok ok there is a place across the street. I went there and they had what I was looking for and it was only $15.00 USD. Free wifi but I find out the signal is so week my computer can’t pick it up. Even if I go into the hallway. So its basically no internet. I didn’t want to take my computer into the lounge area because you never know who is there. It is hard being in a place where you know everyone is trying to rip you off. Mean while the taxi driver is waiting to take me back to the bus station to get my bus ticket for what ever day I chose. I had written down that in 2014 the bus from Arusha to Bukoba was $25 but this company had gone out of business. So I decided to shoot for thirty and I said hey I also need to gt a phone. My friend Matt said I need to have a phone to be able to contact people. Mainly for safety reasons. But I would rather not. 
So they take me to the phone dealer and I know it costs 25,000 shilling which is $15. I tell the guy this who is trying to rip me off and he finally says to me. I need to make a profit too you know. So I bought it for 27,000 shilling. He is right he does need to make a living as well. Then I go to the bus guy and said Hey I will give you $30USD he said that will only get you to Mwanza. Then another guy looked at me an said lets be honest $40 USD is a fair price. I thought fine. They have to make a living too. But I know deep down they are both ripping me off but I do come from a wealthy nation so I feel I should give in. Then I had to get a sim card for the phone and that was $15 which I am sure I got ripped off there. But it is all said an done. 
I then walked to the super Market and bought chapati which is like indian fry bread and a slice of pizza Which I was surprised to see in a supermarket there. and  water for about $3.00 so dinner was cheap. I knew I shouldn’t be walking around at night alone so I head back. Watched Manchester United beat Liverpool and then head to bed because I have a 14 hour bus ride tomorrow. My hotel is on the main road because I thought that would be a safe place but I didn’t think about the traffic and horns. Live a learn. Looking forward to getting into the rural area. 
One more thing even the Tanzanian border agent I think ripped me off. He gave me a multi entry VISA and I only needed a single entry so $100 instead of $50 then the machine broke so he wrote by had that I have a VISA with no picture of me or anything. I could have written in my passport with blue ink just like him. Oh well. I hope it doesn’t hold me hostage when I leave. 

Well St. Christopher watched over me today I ran into people that want my money which is everyone but they took care of me and that is what matters.

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