Well it took a little while for Mom to get her photos up, but here they are: the rest of the photos from our trip to the Lake Victoria Region of Tanzania (Mwanza and surrounding cities) Everything went really well. We visited several FINCA branches where Daddy is the big boss man. Since I'm the little boss man I made my rounds and shook everyone's hands, let them hold me, and drooled on them. (Mom wouldn't let me put their faces in my mouth which I don't get but she's sort of OCD like that I guess) We drove every day in a nice big car to each of the 7 FINCA branches. The driver that Dad hired gave me the nickname 'Captain' since he thought I was named after the rum bottle, and now everyone up in Mwanza calls me the Captain. It suits me, no?
I like the traveling! Mom and Dad packed my pack 'n play so I was comfy every night, and the driver always made sure that my car seat was really tight and snug. But I have to say, by the 7th day, I HAD ENOUGH! That night I was super cranky and made sure M&D understood that I am NOT traveling anymore! Luckily, that was our last day. Then we spent the weekend on the beach of Lake Victoria with our new FINCA friend, Olaf.
A Masai man on the shore of Lake Victoria in Mwanza. Masai are hired as security all throughout Tanzania. I think it's because they carry big sticks!
Dad and Olaf, working hard on the beach at Lake Victoria. I'm helping them!
View of Lake Victoria from the beach
My hotel room at the Mara Penninsula Hotel in Musoma Mara. Mom's favorite place! The hotel room was totally dilapidated but had a downstairs. Weird!
The Mwanza railroad station. It will take 2 days for the trains to go from Mwanza back to Dar es Salaam.
FINCA Musoma branch in the Region called "Mara" (in the Northwest of Tanzania)
I'm ready to go to work now!
Me, mom, and dad pose with FINCA Villagebanking clients in Sirari, on the Kenyan border. Each of these women wanted to hold me, and I loved it!
Me and Dad with the FINCA clients in Sirari
Bathroom pitstop - yes, that's my coach diaper bag on the dirt floor.
Mom standing in front of the bridge over the famous Mara river (where the wildebeest herds cross over into the Serengheti during the great migration each summer)
The road into the Serengeti - Mom and Dad said I'm too young to play with the animals yet, but it's only 1 hour outside of Mwanza, so we can go back when I'm older!
Mom and Me at the Tilapia Hotel in Mwanza. We liked this hotel a lot, even though it was cold and rainy.
Downtown Mwanza in the rain
So that was the big trip! I hope we'll go back next year to check up on all my branches and make sure my peeps are working hard! It's tough being the Captain of Mwanza!
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