Cooler climes, wonderbar and beef curry.

1. Going into the mountains and feeling the temperature drop after a week of general stickiness.

2. The bar at Farmhouse Camp. It’s in a hut with a thatched roof with eaves that touch the ground. We squatted on three-legged stools, warming our hands on pots of glowing coals. The only bad thing was that it closed at half past nine.

3. The magic curry that Francis whipped up from leather-like beef.

Dar es Salaam to Farmhouse Camp