Like every night…….Taking over the world!
To start off this posting, I had to wonder where I should start from. This was just an amazing week (lack of sleeping) and it still goes on. So, I returned to Tanzania on Sunday and by Wednesday I picked up Dirk from the airport from his trip from Durban, South Africa. After work we settled for the SPUR meeting up with another colleague of ours, Denis. Dinner finished with off course a couple of beers, Denis invited us for a couple more with the LOCAL/EXPATRIAT biker group at a localMeeting the group, Dirk decided to show me another restaurant with a Whiskey & Cigar bar. At this point I had no idea what was installed for me. Here we met a couple local Netherlanders and lets just say that it got a bit loud, exchanging interesting facts from Holland & South Africa and a shit load of jokes. Keep in mind that I was informed to write this posting relatively very diplomatically, because I do have a very well spread reading audience and just lets say that ……….ja. Around midnight, Dirk decided that he needs the sleep and I was just on the verve of finding my old form back. I met up with the Biker boys and our Client at Q-BAR and we took it to the stars. Me turning politician once I had just one too many Captain Morhans and it became 5am…..OH my god, I went to work at 8am….Ouch!
So, Thursday it was back to site. Very hard day I have to add. Around 8pm Dirk gave me a call and I returned back to DAR. We agreed that part of my New Year’s Resolutions I should experience new things and first on my list was gambling. I have never gambled before and this was the way forward. We decided to go gamble at the local CASINO. I looked around and then I knew the only thing that I can properly play is BLACK JACK and that was by far the best decision. Decided that I’m going to play only 50,000 Tanzanian Shillings (around USD 50) and tempted faith and my luck, I was 120,000 above my initial startup cash. Decided that I will leave man standing and with a winning hand, Dirk decided that we should do another first for me, go and play Tenpin Bowling. With the luck streak on it’s ultimate high ever, the place was just about closing and Dirk begged Lulu to let us play just one game. She’d agreed and there was this 2 guys attempting Tenpin Bowling. OK, Dirk did play before and I guess he’d done pretty well by kicking my ass 6 love. But with my luck, I threw a STRIKE on the night of my first time ever with this game.
We went off to Q-Bar and settled genuinely only for 3 drinks (with me paying, because I had Free Money) each and we decided that this was the end. Went home and parked off on the couch and listened to some music. At 3:30am I knew I had enough and we went to bed with me struggling the next morning to wake up. All time low.
Friday coming up we had a party going for the night at Dirk’s house. Did a bit of shopping, 3 fillet’s with 2 espetada’s and a fucking shit load of alcohol. While driving back home after shopping, we suddenly saw a very strange(but familliar) vehicle in the road and somehow Dirk immediately knew exactly who this was.
We made a U-turn and went straight up to him and I have to be really honoured to have met this guy. I would actually like to call him "The White Man of Africa". This guy have done so many expiditions in his life before and rescently finished a trip around the world on the CAPRICORN by car. He is just (I think) the most remarkable man alive and a true Embassador to mankind. He is currently doing an expidition on a DHOW(Tanzanian boat) from Mozambique to Somalia and back, delivering mosquito nets (Project: One Net One Life) and supplies to woman & children who are dying from malaria and can not afford to purchase these supplies. A true South African. His name is Kingsley Holgate. I have added a link if you guys want to read more about his journeys.
Like usually, people arrived late and I met up with one South African born German and another German living in Tanzania for 2 years, but originally from Wuerzburg. Basically the talk of the night was focused on my trip to Germany and the one guy pleading that I should get really fit before attempting snowboarding. God, what a drinking experience this has been. Around midnight I decided that this should not be where this beautiful Friday evening should end and I’ve settled for a bar called Garden Bistro….Ah, playing pool, drinking, meeting just so many more people and then finally I decided to call it a night. So around 3:30am this was it……I can honestly not move anymore. This was it! Alles Klar! Finished! My body and mind did not want to go on anymore the way my will power for having a great fucking experience. Basically going nowhere very slowly, but I’m heading North South.
Saturday, this has been the first time in a very long time I stood up in the morning without having a major Babalas, but I just felt that I could have been paralized or having one of those weird disorders where I have a lack of energy levels or the will power for anything special. But an hour down the line I had my first beer at 2pm and slowly cruising to mission impossible 4. Around 4pm, we were invited to go park off at the Yacht Club with the most beautiful view ever……the bar, chicks and the ocean.
We quickly found ourselves in another big mess. Watching these gals in bikini’s and we totally lost track of the amount of beer that we were consuming & time and around 7:30pm we were back in business. We set off to one of our friend’s house (Nicholas who is the executive head chef at Seacliff hotel) and went straight on partying. BBQ and Captain Morgan was the way forward. Around 11pm this shit was over and we decided it was time to go hit the clubs again. I’ve tried to get my energy levels up with a couple of Redbulls, but that was worthless. This body of mine felt that it just had enough of this 6 days drinking marathon. Around 01:30am we returned home and that was it. I was done!
So, today I’m going to take the time out to revive my soul for the week ahead. Will gladly appreciate the rest and just think……....
Ciao for now……….
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