TAN: Lead Foot

I was up again at 6 a.m. We had agreed to meet at 8:30 a.m. but Swale and I were ready to go at 7:30 a.m. , having gotten the fluids in the truck checked and our gear loaded. He and I grabbed a bite to eat and waited for Chantal and Sandrine to stir. 8:30 a.m. came and went with no sign. A bit after 9 a.m. I went to check up on them, to find that Chantal was up but had no idea what time it was, as the still sleeping Sandrine had hidden her watch and the phone. They eventually came out but were disappointed to find that the choices for breakfast were much more limited at the later hour.
We finally got everything together and went out in search of some diesel. The stations in Kilwa were quite hidden to our untrained eyes, amounting to little more than a collection of 55 gallon drums. Diesel has a whopping 790 Shilling per liter. We weren’t so happy to shell out for a full tank, but we thought it best to get it while we could.

Fill ’er up, one of the petrol stations in Kilwa.
Without further ado we were on our way, again with Swale practically pealing out of town. He was a bit better about keeping the speed down but misjudged one particularly bad bump which bounced Chantal into the ceiling and back into her seat unceremoniously. She was none to pleased and let Swale have it. He was more cautious with the bumps for a while. We stopped in Kibiti again for lunch but decided to try the Pierre recommended Victoria Restaurant. The Zebra was a much better value and had better service. As we got back into the truck we let Swale know that he needed to keep the speed under 100 Km/Hr or we would relieve him of his driving duties. He seemed to take notice at last and the rest of the journey was more under control.
We got back to Hanif’s just before dark. A round of real showers were in order before we headed off for dinner at Addis in Dar, the Ethiopian restaurant in town. We were not able to convince Maina to come, but the three of us enjoyed it.