We live at the bottom of a hill here in Mwanza, a city of many hills.
The road to our compound from the main road is floodworn and rutted, but the road goes on and up beyond our residence. In the 15 months we have lived here we have only been up the hill twice and one of those times we travelled only a 100m or so. It’s over a year since we explored the upper reaches of Mwanza and this in the early days of our time here and on an organised walk with colleagues.
So last weekend we decided to climb the hill.
The road climbs and winds through the dukas (shops) and scattered ramshackle housing built among the rocks. Eventually ending up at the top of the hill, to give views over Mwanza. Then a short walk leads to a hilltop settlement, more dukas and small houses separated by narrow alleys and a descent back to the road
As it was difficult to get pictures this time (a camera is a valuable thing to get out when there are just the two of you), I have included here are some pictures taken a year or so ago when, as part of a much larger group of Mzungu,it was a lot easier.