I have not been fond of public transportation in Africa since my trip in 2009. Tanzania doesn't change that view much especially as a driver of a car. Today was my current language teachers last day. She thought it might be a good change of pace/experience to ride the DalaDala to the market called Karikoo. Our trip down there we stood the whole time in a cramped bus where I thought the guy sitting down was probably staring at my butt in his face. Thankfully, it wasn't a long trip. Once we got there, I watched a traditional healer yell about his abilities and he had 3 different kinds of snakes he was demonstrating with. It was very creepy. Also because its Friday there were many beggars out and about due to M's need to pay alms. The first part of the market was basic goods and farming supplies
Next we went out the fruit and veggies area. I chatted a little bit as we walked along. Then we went into the area for dried things...
We also walked over to another market called Kitsutu. Many South Asians frequent there. We found a new fruit from Zanzibar.
We also found a second hand book stand. I found many old commentaries worth looking at.
This next month please be praying for conversations. This month is a Holiday for M's and will be fasting and studying much. Good time for questions and truth to come thru.
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