Last week, mom was super frustrated with Mwanza, so she decided that we needed to get out of town. I am always up for an adventure and I love exploring Tanzania, so she decided that we would drive North towards Kenya and visit the town of Musoma on the shore of Lake Victoria. Since we were hitching a ride with mom’s friend Marcel, we had to go to the border post of Sirari first, which also happens to be the very first place I ever went potty in Tanzania! Oh, the memories!
I’d also like to give a shout out to the awesome humans at Masafa Classic Hotel in Sirari. So many times in Africa, I’ve gotten my feelings hurt because people are scared of me or they just don’t like doggies, however the people at Masafa welcomed me with open arms.
I really recommend this place for lunch if you’re passing through Sirari. Our waiter was called Jackson (or maybe it was Franklin, or possibly some other dead US President’s name) and he treated me with so much respect. I was on my best behavior, sitting quietly in mom’s lap as she ordered and waited for the food. Mom ordered a special meal of mishkaki for me (see my previous post on mishkaki for an explanation) and Jackson made sure to ask questions so he got my order just right (well-done. no spices, PLEASE!). No one at the restaurant ran away from me in fear and some people even stopped to pet me on the head 🙂 When Jackson brought my meal, it smelled so good that I ate it as quickly as I possibly could. Yummy, mishkaki!
Before we left the restaurant, Jackson asked if he could take my photo with his mobile phone. I was so honored, I’ll never forget him and hopefully I’ll get the chance to visit again before my African adventure is over.
After Sirari, we were on our way to Musoma. The people there were very friendly to mom, but as usual, they were all really scared of me. I still can’t figure this out because everyone says I’m so cute and lovable, and I have tiny teeth too! Anyway, mom was determined to show people that I was a different type of dog than they were used to. At one place, she took me out of the car to where a bunch of little children were playing. Children are my favorite because they’re young and carefree like me, plus they’re sized much better for me. The kids were scared at first, but I think they could see how much my mom loved me. She told them my name and where I came from and promised that I wouldn’t bite. Eventually, some of the braver kids started to pet me on my head. I felt so happy to finally be accepted by Tanzanians and so now my grand plan is to teach kids about puppies and how we can be nice. I’m excited about my new Tanzania mission, I think I’ll call it “Mpende Mbwa“!