The first thing we have noticed on our return here to Mwanza is the dust and the heat.
It was particularly noticeable after the cool and lush weather of Moshi earlier in the week.
It obviously hasn’t rained here for many weeks it seems.
Different too to the humidity and heat of Dar Es Salaam and the dry of Malawi, Zambia and Botswana. There is no cool bite to the morning weather and no autumnal feel up here so close to the equator. No bare branched trees, no gold, russet and red leafed bushes.
I like the heat here and the birdsong which seems more intense here than anywhere else in our journey – even Lake Malawi/Nyassa.
Unwelcome here is the complete lack of water pressure which had put a hold on showers and frustrated attempts to plough through a mound of much needed washing.
It’s quiet here on the compound. Just us and one other colleague now. Our neighbours moved out to Uganda yesterday. Other houses await new tenants or the return of their occupants after travels abroad.
It’s strange not to be moving on from place to place. Nice to be doing nothing.
I loved the journey through Africa but now we are very much in Mwanza and very much home!
It’s still green here amongst the dust – the occasional shower has helped in that respect, but day by day it remains hot and no significant rain has fallen in three months – save for one downpour. Every shower is eagerly anticipated, but it is short-lived and turns the hot air humid.
As the weeks pass, the ground gets ever dustier, the grass ever more parched, the trees and bushes droop ever more lowly to the ground.
I am a self-confessed lover of heat and dislike rain, yet I find myself craving that which I dislike. It would be nice to have some significant rain to cool the air, to dampen the dust and revive the plants. Even though it would herald the Long Rains (which get shorter with every passing day) it would be welcome.
There may be signs it’s on it’s way as temperatures have dropped back to a mere 27°C from the mid-30s (one report records 38°C) of last week. The next week is reportedly more showery and cooler. With even these temperatures beating anything a good summers day in the UK could produce we.’re not talking cold snap here just mild relief and a little less sweat.
For now we await the Long Rains – I’m sure I’ll soon be complaining – we Brits are never satisfied with the weather for long!
Dust gets everywhere. A thin film coating every surface. As a teacher of ICT it has quickly become apparent that every item is dusty – who knows what is going on inside the machines?
Almost every path; every road is dust the walk to school and back leaves you covered. It’s dry here and the rain, when it comes, evaporates quickly. They do water some paths but dust pervades.
Soon the rains will come and dust will turn to mud. I’m not sure which I prefer less? Probably the mud!