Alright, well, clubbing didn't happen. We just sat around, hung out, talked, had a bit of Serious Chat which was probably good for all involved. There was a heavy rain in the middle, which was short of amusing in that no one could hear each other. Slept in this morning, was relaxing when someone told me we had to get our baggage out half an hour ago. So we dashed to do that, then a handful of us went with Denny to pick up lunch: calzones and pizza from Pepe One. Pepe One is apparently a restaurant, a hotel, AND a church. I kid you not, there was a service going on there, though it was actually just a bunch of people watching a TV service, which made me feel somewhat less reverent. We also saw slugs mating, which was pretty cool.. Picked up the food, headed back, Nikki and Kanako had picked up mangos as well, so lunch for me was half a calzone, some mango, a little more calzone that Sigrid didn't want, and then another half a calzone that no one else wanted. Delicious. Our bus showed up not long after that, I got pictures of Sister Rose and Philemon, which OpenOffice believes is a word which surprises me, and we headed to the airport.

The security check there was amusingly lax, they just asked me what I had in each bag and which one was which. As for the carry-on, “No liquids? Nothing sharp?” was as carefully inspected as it got at first. To actually get to the gate it had to go through a real scanner, in fairness. Looked in the store a bit, which was... eh, okay. I would have bought one of the African folklore/myth books if I was just traveling to Africa alone, besides that nothing was too exciting. Waited around the gate, couldn't get the internet for some reason, worked on my biomes prompt and showed David my travel essay, and onto the plane. For the flight to Mombosa I had a set of three seats to myself, which was nice, I slept the whole 45 minutes or so. At Mombosa this well-to-do East African family got on, mom, dad and two kids, so I moved over to the window to let them be together. Hey, I'm not complaining about a window seat. Listening to “Black Magic Woman” now, Addis Ababa in about an hour, then a layover and on to Cairo.

Alright, I meant to write this about 5 days ago but forgot. A little bit of homesickness finally hit me around when we first got to Tanzania. I think it's because it's the mid-point of the trip, we're just past 45 days now of the total 90. Not missing things or places, really, just some people I wouldn't mind seeing. Well, missing Hiram in the sense that Hiram the place is Hiram the people. Nothing too bad, still having a fantastic time, but yeah.

Which is not to say I didn't miss anyone earlier in the trip, of course. Before anyone gets horribly offended.

Looking forward to Cairo. Egyptian Museum tomorrow, then off to the desert and an oasis, then back to Cairo to shop for gifts.

Sunday, February 28th, roughly 5:35-5:45 PM local time