Local tourism

Posh house

I spent the morning hiking up through the posh part of town to the local granite rock garden.

Rocks overlooking houses

The main Rock (it has a name and was where local resistence to the Germans started

Local gardeners and chicken breeders

A number of people have very nice allotments and vegetable gardens and the local childrens nursery has a plot the kiddies look after.  The manager is also cross breeding chickens to up his egg production.  The kids also look after the hens and rabbits (although unfortunately next door's dog ate the rabbits).

Black Tailed Colombian and her chicks

The nusery's nusery

Pictures of the town of Iringa

Town and surrounds at dusk

Local transport (the minibus aka dala dala)

Local fruit stall

Local market for the surrounding area

sunset over the main drag

More chicken news

Litte Jonnie at 4 weeks

Nina and her butterfly saddle

Jonathan Chicken is now into his fourth week and mum has started leaving him home alone.  Meanwhile, auntie Lena has had her very special protective saddle fitted.

Days 3 and 4 just work !

Made it to the weekend, just in time to develop a cold !  Spent the last two days in the Iringa office doing accountancy type things and now deserve a rest.  May visit the First World War memorial graveyard tomorrow (to German and British casualties) and there’s apparently a very nice café inside the local Greek Orthodox church ?! that should be visited. Otherwise shall just be pottering.

Photos are of the office, views from the office, a place to get lunch (they do a very nice frittata) and my coffee and cake treat at the local deaf café.

Vue from the office

Cafe und kuchen

Office

Lunch cafe

Days 1-2 in Tanzania

Well, British Airways did their bit and I arrived safely.  Hotels are fine, mossie nets, hot(ish water) and comfortable beds.  Travelled to Iringa on a coach that went through a national park - saw lots of elephants, gazelles and baboons but it then went horribly wrong when there was an accident ahead, about 2km from my final destination.  After about an hour and a half me and some other expats decided to walk up a very steep hill with our luggage (of course Iringa would have to be on the top of an escarpment, wouldn't it !) and then I cadged a lift from some very nice girls from the International School who managed to find my hotel and drop me off at the door.

Lots of Chicken Activity this week

a new run for Jonathan

Proud dad

A saddle for Daria

Jonathan week 3