Part 2 Mianzini Road by Bus

Oh Yes.....I forgot to mention the road and the bus.  We arrived at JRO in daylight.  We all got on a bus that would handle the 17 of us, Elizabeth and David, the driver and all our luggage piled on top and strapped down.  (As we left the airport I was reminiscing on how we looked like the Jed Clampett family driving into Beverly Hills)  The drive to Arusha was pretty normal but to get to Mwangaza we drove up Mianzini Road.....with all the shops open, street vendors and vegetable sellers out.....with delivery trucks, piki pikis (motor cycle taxis), cars, hand pulled carts, vehicles breaking down, and all of humanity going up and down the road that was in an almost destroyed condition by the very rainy short rains that would not stop.  The people looking at us as something strange and we looking at them in the same light.  Dorothy.....we are not in Kansas any more. My camera was still packed and my seat on the bus had no good angles for phone photos.  Perhaps someone from the group got some.  Suffice it to say the scene was on overload, and it was wonderful to be there.  It was especially wonderful to watch the faces of the newcomers to Safi's version of Purposeful travel.  Welcome to Arusha.