Back in Dar

so the first part of day 49 technically began when the train got in at 1:00am.  But that's been covered.

Now I wake up in Dar, a hot, muggy, maze-like city right along the Indian Ocean coast.  It was a rainy, overcast day, and the general plan was to get the hell out as soon as possible.  We hit up the internet cafe, assuming our loved ones had already reported us missing to the State Dep't, but it seems everyone is getting used to the idea of me going missing for 4 days in Africa. 

Two friends from the train had treated themselves to a high end hotel, where we soaked up the un-train-like comforts and caught up on the weekend's World Cup Rugby quarterfinals.

Although I didn't really want to be in Dar, I couldn't have been bothered to pack up and catch a bus at gunpoint.  The train was exhausting, so today was just a day to sit back, stay out of the rain, and relax.