Day 2
The hotel before the mountain. I woke up hearing somebody singing Allah Akbar on the speakers outside. I really hope I have not been transported to Muslim country in the dark and still am in Tanzania by Kilimanjaro. My better half said there are some Muslims here as well. The breakfast was served outside in the garden. It was ok, but I start to realize that I’m in a country with totally different life standards. I miss coffee – even…