I had planned on going to the market, but apparently there was some light rioting. So I stayed in safe parts of town.
A Tanzanian lawyer and judge got me drunk. They kept ordering beer in Swahili and then I had no choice. Normally I'd keep my blog a little more professional, but hey- it was a lawyer and a judge. Also, the lawyer definitely handed the judge a stack of cash...
I also lost Shannon's keys. She wanted to kill me.
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