Maji Moto

I spent Sunday with the girls out of Arusha. We drove a couple of hours out of town to an oasis called Maji Moto. The natural spring was turquoise and though we heard word that a momma croc and her babies were lurking in the shadows we managed to swim and return home unscathed.

Aoife, Lizzie, Sara, and Emily.

The swimming hole.




Can you spot the monkey?

The entire troop of monkeys were moving across the trees above our heads.

Happy baobab tree.

Sad baobab tree.

On the drive home we decided to stop at the polo club for sundowners. Prepare yourselves as the following photos are quite colonial. There is a huge schism that exists between the rampant poverty and the lingering evidence of the wazungu (white people's) colonial past. I have very mixed feelings about this and my place here and will dedicate a post to these thoughts at a later date when I have a better handle on both the situation and my feelings.

Pool house and pool.

Inside the club house.

Looking out at Lizzie and Emily

Kili revealed herself for the first time!

Not the best photo of anyone, but still we were having a lovely time.


And it ends as all days should, with more beautiful views of the African sky.