TAZARA train 7 - The Sinks Were Metal

In the cabin with me were Edwardo and his uncle Venango, who were going to Dar es Salaam for a holiday, and Yves, an NGO worker from Halle, Germany, on his way to a seminar on the island of Zanzibar. We all got on well — none of us kept the others up at night.

Most of the first-class area was quite nice, like the washroom, which had semi-warm water.

I was surprised the sinks were metal — and remained fairly clean throughout the journey, even though I never saw anyone cleaning them.

Ben Mack (to be continued)