Sitting under a tree in Marangu, test-driving local banana beer. Undrinkable. Bubbling - as it's only been fermenting for 1 day - and just plain straight minging. Keith downed his. New-found respect. I videod his gagging.
We have walked around the local area today, visited school, seen coffee and banana plantations. The school was really moving, the children sang to us and I had near-crying experience. Apparently 9 years of Barcap hasn't quite turned my heart to stone.
There is a pool table under the trees, next to a crowing rooster and a flock of guinea fowl. There is no co-incidence that the locals are drinking regular Tusker. Banana beer is apparently reserved for the stupid mzungus.
Still can't see Kili because of the cloud, but have massive respect for Tessa climbing it now. It's seriously high.
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