This shot is my little Australian lady posing with a baridi sana tusker(very cold beer) at South Beach in Dar es Salaam. A great place to go chill out on free days....occasionally one must share the beach with locals, as seen in the back ground.
The storm water system in the central city is really great after large downpours it stores the water in the middle of the busiest roads. I wrote about this in my March 30 post
This is Coco beach out on what we call the Peninsula/Masaki. It is deceivingly beautiful, when one gets up and close you can see all the rubbish...the local council really does work hard around here to keep the beach tidy...yeah right maybe if a NGO(Non Government Organisation) or Aid agency paid for it to be cleaned up. It is also a very popular hang out for Mwezi's (thieves) so muggings are common here. My better half walks here regularly but with a big group of woman and all their dogs...they generally don't get bothered. I wouldn't recommend it as a good beach for a late night skinny dip, you would probably get your clothes stolen and glass in your feet this would sober you up quickly.
This is the Peninsula/Masaki from above. It is where many of the better off people live, I guess the bonus is it gets a slight sea breeze which helps to alleviate the stifling humidity. Some call this the posh part of Dar es Salaam.....but I live here and I'm sure not posh. You can see some pics of my compound in my April 15 post
This is the local fish market. I prefer this small fish market in Msasani over the large smelly, busy and mwezi(thief) ridden one in the city.Here you can buy anything from the sea...Tuna, Snapper, King fish, Lobster, Prawns, Squid....etc. It is very cheap if you spend time bartering with the guys....when they see my white skin the prices are instantly inflated. Once a price is settled they will fillet it or descale and gut it for you. It's hard to buy much more fresher seafood than what you can get here.
I have spoken before about the ridiculous traffic jams in Dar es Salaam and how most people bow down to the corruption by buying their drivers license out right with no tests at all. With thousands of people stuck in traffic each day the street hawkers make a modest living. In the last week in traffic I have brought a new cellphone charger for the car, apples, magazines, cashew nuts, new key ring and once I even brought a flick knife.
I can't remember what the excuse/reason was but here we are in the midst of a pilot BBQ one evening.
In my old apartment we were on the third floor...so yes that is a very big tree out my bedroom window with a curious monkey in it watching me.
I use to own this cheap Chinese motorcycle which are everywhere here in Dar es Salaam. I took note from the locals and used it to to carry everything...It's amazing with a little imagination you can carry all sorts of wonderful things on a motorcycle. Here I have a bundle of firewood on the back.
My partner is involved with an Orphanage in her spare time that only take Aids orphans. It's really hard to spot which one is her...
I have spoken before about the ridiculous traffic jams in Dar es Salaam and how most people bow down to the corruption by buying their drivers license out right with no tests at all. With thousands of people stuck in traffic each day the street hawkers make a modest living. In the last week in traffic I have brought a new cellphone charger for the car, apples, magazines, cashew nuts, new key ring and once I even brought a flick knife.
I can't remember what the excuse/reason was but here we are in the midst of a pilot BBQ one evening.
In my old apartment we were on the third floor...so yes that is a very big tree out my bedroom window with a curious monkey in it watching me.
I use to own this cheap Chinese motorcycle which are everywhere here in Dar es Salaam. I took note from the locals and used it to to carry everything...It's amazing with a little imagination you can carry all sorts of wonderful things on a motorcycle. Here I have a bundle of firewood on the back.
My partner is involved with an Orphanage in her spare time that only take Aids orphans. It's really hard to spot which one is her...They seem preddy happy with their new soccer balls.
The crazy central market in Dar es Salaam is called Kariakoo, one can buy anything here...I mean anything. Usually we are the only white people so one does have to be vigilant as muggings are frequent. This was the first place I saw how the public deals with thieves. The accused was stripped of his clothing by a angry crowd and beaten....I never saw what eventually happened to him, he was swallowed by the angry mob.
Typical residential area for the masses in Dar es Salaam
The city centre of Dar es Salaam with the port behind it looking South.
The crazy central market in Dar es Salaam is called Kariakoo, one can buy anything here...I mean anything. Usually we are the only white people so one does have to be vigilant as muggings are frequent. This was the first place I saw how the public deals with thieves. The accused was stripped of his clothing by a angry crowd and beaten....I never saw what eventually happened to him, he was swallowed by the angry mob.
Typical residential area for the masses in Dar es Salaam
The city centre of Dar es Salaam with the port behind it looking South.Well I hope this gave you a small insight into this crazy city known affectionately by it's residents as Bongo or just Dar es Salaam to the rest of us here by necessity (I'm only here for the flying).
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It must be awesome to have a monkey living next door... Let alone, a giant tree!
ReplyDeleteHe looks inocent, but I'm sure he's casing the place out
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