Wake up before daylight, pack bags, get on another cramped minibus (called “dalla dallas”) and spend another ungodly amount of time traveling. Finally, we make it to Songea, site of the Peace Corps gathering and a place that never really sees backpackers. It’s remote and not at all famous, so it’s random and fortunate I ended up at this little town not too far from the Mozambique border.
The volunteers get a 9 week intensive Swahili training, and speak pretty well. It was a huge help and I was finally able to learn a couple of words. Had another traditional Tanzanian dish, Chipsi Mayai. French fries cooked with eggs. It’s basically a French fry omelet that you smother in chili sauce.
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