TAN: Kanga Street

Up again at the usual 6 a.m. Spent the morning working on the computer until it was time to head over to the DTP office. We sequestered ourselves at the office, only emerging for a bite to eat for lunch and to do some shopping in the early afternoon. Our shopping expedition took us around the corner from the office to a street lined with stores selling fabric and Kangas, the traditional printed cloth that Tanzanian ladies fashion into skirts, shawls, head coverings, slings for young children and a myriad other uses.

Chantal in a crazy polyester dress with matching head wrap. I was not convinced about the practicality of a polyester garment in the tropics, but ended up with a shirt hewn from similar material.

We headed back to the office to make arrangements with Shafiq for a driver to take us south to Kilwa to interview two French gentlemen working to restore the oldest know Swahili ruins on the island of Kilwa Kisiwani. Shafiq produced Swale who was to be our driver. A price was agreed upon and we were assured us that he would be at Hanif’s house at 9 a.m.
We headed out for a bite to eat and to get prepped for the morning’s journey.