tales east africa

We arrived in Southern Ethiopia with its dozens of very different tribes living there. Each with their very own culture and most of them having clear rules and signs to distinguish them from their neighbours.

Nairobi has very modern Government skyscrapers with very tight security to protect its public servants from its citizens – and from Al Qaida gentlemen.

We arrive in Uganda. So we’re in the country with the definitely most dangerous driving habits in the world and millions of motorbike drivers with passenger but, all without helmets trying to survive between the suicide car drivers – as you can state all sounds a little familiar to situations in the Congo.

When travelling thru Africa, normally you get to the border, greet the officer, ask him how he is, how his wife is, his girlfriends, the kids of his girlfriends and eventually the one with his wife.

Lions are not the main reason to visit Serengeti. Watching odd lions is rather interesting for these thousands of pre-booked tour operators, which have to economise fuel for their driver’s challenges in daily live. Definitely Serengeti’s highlight is rather wildebeests.

After all these wild beasts life had to go on. We headed on to Lake Natron even if some traveller’s stories about modern Maasai culture seriously tried to discourage us.

At 10 pm we had to get up. We drank some tea, ate some biscuits and got into 5 layers of different clothes, scarves, caps, gloves against the freezing temperature at 4600 m and expecting some more rather cold weather at 6000 m.

The 2nd evening we enjoyed the view from this camp to the famous Barranco Wall. This wall is famous of being the major obstacle to climb Kili.

We had a cook when climbing Kili. He had to do his job supplying us with all sorts of delicacies. To do so, the porters carried all kind of foodstuff up to the mountain.

The climbing company had their own hotel they booked us into – something like a railway station; coming and going of all sort of people for 24h a day.