My week in Moshi

I am now looking back.

My week in Moshi alone was really nice. I read a lot and did nothing, but I also walked around the city, sat in cafes and just enjoyed the time.

But there was also a day that didn't go quite so calmly. I came up with the grand idea of ​​riding a bike up the slopes of Kilimanjaro. This means covering 15 km in 2 hours from 800 to 1400 meters above sea level at a temperature of around 30 degrees. I've had better ideas before. So I struggled up there and was firmly convinced that I must not show any weakness. But what can I say - I mastered it and was pretty proud afterwards. Then I continued on foot with my guide to a waterfall. We were alone the whole way and also there. It was wonderful. Nature surprises me again and again. The torment was worth it for that...

Afterwards, I went to a coffee farm where I learned a lot about coffee and made my own coffee. Very tasty :)

And then we went down the mountain. That was a bit depressing, because it only took us less than 30 minutes.

On Friday, I dedicated myself to my favorite activity again - riding the bus! This time it was quite luxurious. There was a toilet and drinks were distributed. 12 hours later, I arrived at the airport. There I lay down and slept for the next four hours, waiting for my husband!