Back to Dar Es Salaam, with my first wonderful Latte (with real milk!) and waiting for Jochen to arrive in about 5 hours.
This was the night when happiness and sadness came together at one time, as Jochen finally arrived (with all his luggage!) and Mitali was the first to leave the team.
I won't spend many words on that point (what happened in Dar will stay in Dar), but a lot of tears were shed this evening, as we realized that the team – now all of them good friends – would soon have to split.