From Dar to Mulobezi by rail

IN TANZANIA, the Tazara train passes through some landscapes. PICTURES: JACK ZIMBA

TUESDAY, February 12
IT IS 13:33 hours, and I only have seven minutes to get to the train station and catch my train to Zambia. If I miss it, I will have to wait until Friday to get on the next one.
So I rush out of a Western Union office in Kariakoo, a bustling market place in the middle of Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, clutching a small wad of shillings and jump on the nearest motorbike I find. I do not have to explain to the driver my urgency; I guess it’s written all over me.

Anastasia, the Russian business consultant on tour of Africa for the first time.

We dash across the city, weaving through heavy lunchtime traffic, and squeezing between lorries and buses. We run through a red traffic light without a care (the motorbikes don’t obey the traffic lights, anyway).

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