Jambo from Tanzania, Africa. I felt fear heading alone into the African continent but I pushed on and soon was in a taxi heading to my hotel. The dirt streets of the city gave way to crowds of  people who stared at me. The next morning, I boarded the 40 foot  ferry passing hordes of  people wanting to help me and or make a little money too. The boat headed off as the city woke up and the smell of smoke and fish lingered in the humid air. During the journey I spotted flying fish jumping out of the water and flying for about 5 feet.