"Hey, where is your bike?"

Ok, that was amazing. After having traveled for almost three weeks I came back to Moshi. I had returned the bicycle, with yet another flat tire added, to the shop owner before my trip. So I had to walk to KIDT (I had gotten up too late to take the KIDT bus...). Now that I moved to a different place (somewhat downtown) the walk takes less than 30 minutes, so no problem. I was already almost there when I heard someone yell out: "Hey, where is your bike?" I turned my head and saw a dude sitting in a wooden booth. I have noticed the booth before but never saw someone in there. I didn't recognize the man and certainly never spoke to him before. I was somewhat puzzled that he knew I was always riding the bicycle before. I just answered "it's in the shop..."

Even Hasimi (in the centre, with the black T-Shirt), a kid that I met Saturday on my way to KIDT, asked me about my bicycle. Apparently, riding through town at whirlwind speeds left more of an impression with people than I thought. Next time I'll come here I definitely will have to run a LAB Bike Safety Class!

I get my exercise again by running. I went for a nice jog Sunday morning (90 minutes), making it three runs in as many days.
Running is a bit harder, as in the city people make fun of me running around (like running in weird, exaggerated movements). Also, I had a hard time the first day. Maybe it was the lack of exercise in the two and a half weeks I was travelling or maybe it's all the dust I was swallowing in the last two months that is clogging my lungs. But today I went for 90 minutes, one of the longest runs I have done in a long time.