Trip Start Apr 24, 2012
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Leaving Tunza Lodge early to try and avoid the traffic was not that successful. Although the city was not yet in top gear, it was a slow drive through its busy roads. Two pit stops along the way. One, to draw money and one to fill up on fuel. We eventually left the very colorful and diverse Mwanza behind.
The surroundings suddenly become flat and there are rice paddies ever so often along the way. In some areas it was refreshing to see agriculture taking a precedence above simply having cattle or goats. It also became much warmer. A number of villages line this stretch of road but no "towns" that one could speak of. Lake Vic is visible from the road at times. It is not at all as beautiful as Lake Tanganyika
We are to stay at a campsite just outside the entrance gate to the Serengeti called Nyatwale. Gerhard and Renate stayed at The Stop Over Serengeti Camp – this is where an ostrich fell into the swimming pool! Another story, for another day. In hind sight we should perhaps rather have done the same as Nyatwale is pretty run down. It is by far better to camp and sleep in your own bed (albeit a tent) than to stay in most of these “lodges”. Not that that was our intention but when you camp you get the key to a room to use the shower and toilet. The state of these rooms are shocking to say the least. One bonus was the fact that they had electricity. We were able to at charge to the batteries to some extent.
A wedding party decided to grace us with their presence. Without invitation they came to have water to drink and to take photo's of this peculiar tent and strange people. So somewhere, hopefully not on Youtube, the Quijano’s are part of a wedding video. Being in a spaghetti top and shorts at the time, the bride quickly pulled up my top not to show too much cleavage. LOL
Carlos came face to face with a black mamba. After that he stayed close to the camp. We saw bats for the first time on the trip. They were hanging from the tree above the tent. The “beach” is scarcely 20 meters long, but in Tanzania there is no such thing as false advertising. Anyway we had a good night’s rest before our big day in the Serengeti.