From Kombolcha we made it to Addis by mid afternoon and joy of joy, found our recommended camping site fairly easily. It was an oasis of green near the railway station in the heart of town. The only trouble was - barking dogs! From sundown to sunrise, they howled, chorused, revelled, socialised, held barking competitions, and generally did their darndest to keep us awake. This however was not what decided us to move on, rather it was the realisation that we had only just enough time to make our rendezvous with our Kilimanjaro climb organiser in Arusha, Tanzania, on Saturday 5th March if we pushed on rapidly now. This late realisation blew our second night in Addis out of the water and forced us to commit to being on the road to reach Nairobi by Thursday 3rd, pick up next driving crew on the Friday from the airport, and get down to Arusha by Friday night. We were due to meet our man at 8am Saturday morning. So, no tourism I'm afraid. So from Addis on to Dilba where after much searching we found shelter in the compound of the "Get Smart" hotel. We did, and overnighted there. Then down to Moyale on the border between Ethiopia and Kenya, where after a relatively easy border crossing after a wait of about 2 hours while the border officials had lunch, and an interesting attempt to buy diesel from three garages in Ethiopia where they all wanted more than the official petrol pump price, until we managed to persuade one petrol station boss that we were genuine travellers and not Kenyans trying to get a cheap fill up, we found on the other side, a Catholic Mission with quiet grounds where they let us stay the night. About midnight we heard loud revellers beating a noisy homeward path. Manchester United had been playing, and won.
Sunday, 20 March 2011
The road to Nairobi
From Kombolcha we made it to Addis by mid afternoon and joy of joy, found our recommended camping site fairly easily. It was an oasis of green near the railway station in the heart of town. The only trouble was - barking dogs! From sundown to sunrise, they howled, chorused, revelled, socialised, held barking competitions, and generally did their darndest to keep us awake. This however was not what decided us to move on, rather it was the realisation that we had only just enough time to make our rendezvous with our Kilimanjaro climb organiser in Arusha, Tanzania, on Saturday 5th March if we pushed on rapidly now. This late realisation blew our second night in Addis out of the water and forced us to commit to being on the road to reach Nairobi by Thursday 3rd, pick up next driving crew on the Friday from the airport, and get down to Arusha by Friday night. We were due to meet our man at 8am Saturday morning. So, no tourism I'm afraid. So from Addis on to Dilba where after much searching we found shelter in the compound of the "Get Smart" hotel. We did, and overnighted there. Then down to Moyale on the border between Ethiopia and Kenya, where after a relatively easy border crossing after a wait of about 2 hours while the border officials had lunch, and an interesting attempt to buy diesel from three garages in Ethiopia where they all wanted more than the official petrol pump price, until we managed to persuade one petrol station boss that we were genuine travellers and not Kenyans trying to get a cheap fill up, we found on the other side, a Catholic Mission with quiet grounds where they let us stay the night. About midnight we heard loud revellers beating a noisy homeward path. Manchester United had been playing, and won.
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