The morning routine for the volunteers is up around 6 to start walking the kids to school around 7. The walk is 30 mins away to most of the kids school, as they go to several different schools. I stayed with Rachael (one of the other volunteers) at one of the schools, Valley View. There were no lessons as the kids had finished exams the week before. So it was a second days of running/walking races. There is a reasonable size grass/dirt field at the school. All ages of kids did races from 100 – 1600 meters. There was no track, or cones, so some of the kids who weren’t racing were used as cones by sitting down. It was a shock to again see the school in person. Thinking of how ‘under resourced’ some of our schools at home. Old wooden desks, black boards, empty incomplete buildings. This was one of the better schools. It’s a private school so the kids need sponsoring at the orphanage to go there. I’m hoping to go and teach there soon. I was kindly taken round town in the afternoon by Sophie, one of the volunteers. We got a Dala Dala to town. A Toyota ‘mini bus. Probably an 8 seater taxi size. On the way to town we had 24 people in it… I was sitting backwards behind the passenger seat, with the conductor and myself tangled in each others limbs. For a 10 min drive it was £0.18. Town was mental. It’s high season so lots of people trying to sell us stuff. The shouts of ‘Muzungu’ followed us. A no or ‘Hapana’ (no in Swahili) would not deter them, as we would be followed for 50 – 100 meters. Haggling is a must as Muzungu prices are 100% inflated at least. I am in love with the hustle, bustle and generally mayhem that Moshi town and Soweto has. The differences are so vast from Lancaster and Barkisland. It will take some getting used to the transport, squat toilet, freezing shower and food, but so far so good.