Mulala

Going on the 4th week in Africa I have witnessed many things that I did not even dream of seeing.  From being within arms reach of a wild lion to less than 20 meters away from elephants, giraffes, hippopotamuses, and a rhinoceros; Africa’s mystic has surpassed all of my expectations.  Outside of safari, in town there have been many instances to witness city life and culture, so my question going into the weekend was what else was there to experience.

This question was answered immediately when we arrived at where we were staying and exited our vehicle.  Mama Anna, our host greeted us with more excitement than a 5 year old at Christmas.  As we started singing songs in Swahili I then knew the answer to my question was that we were not just witnesses, but we were apart of the Tanzanian culture.

Mulala is a small village in the foothills of Mount Meru was the location of Mama Anna’s residence.  There we danced to native Meru songs, helped gather honey, make coffee, and milked a cow.  All of the experiences were original to me and seemed to be completely genuine to how the Meru people live.  For the first time on the trip it seemed like we were more apart of the culture and not as much of a tourist.

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