Over the festive season, I am going to Malawi to visit some friends. In my infinite wisdom I decided the best way of reaching there was by bus. However, it is rather a long way.
Currently I am in Morogoro having spent my whole day yesterday on a bus accompanied by a moumental hangover. This was all made that little bit better by temperatures of about forty degrees.
My hangover had been anything but my fault. I put the blame firmly at the feet of football. Celtic vs Lyon was all too much. I found a pub that was playing it, but due to the three hour time delay, the game did not finish until 12.30. By the time I eventually got home, it was late. A few hours sleep later and it was five am. Time to get up, and go for the bus.
Anyway, tomorrow I am going to Mbeya, in the south of Tanzania, before heading for Malawi. This is the middle of summer and it will be absolutely roasting. If only there was a bus with air conditioning.