... So, 3 o'clock in the morning, we...

... So, 3 o'clock in the morning, we fly back to Kenya. Our passports had been stamped on departure from Kenya the morning before and we had no new entry stamps. Siiiigh….Kenyan visa denied. And according to the Kenyan law, we are offered to go to the Kenyan jail or to be deported back to our home countries. Both options sound unappealing at the moment. But the good fairies of Immigration gave us time to choose between those two options until morning. And now remember my golden rule that helps out in any situation: you should know people! Don’t hoard money, save up acquaintanceships! Among our friends we find a big man working in the Kenyan airport who encourages us with his best hand to the Immigration officers who replaced the grumpy night shift. At 8 am Kenyan time we successfully pass the interview with the new Immigration folks that got enough sleep and we get permission to fly to any other country of our choosing - and a promise of warm welcome on our return in 2 weeks.

Now the question is how much time do you usually need between buying a ticket and departure? And have you ever made a decision where to go standing with your suitcases in the airport transit area? This is a cool feeling, because a good traveler has no fixed plans!

We go back to the transit zone and pass the gate that sends people to Istanbul, we decide to fly to Turkey. But, wait, there is winter now! And we have only shorts, sneakers and as maximum a denim jacket in our suitcases. Thank you, but perhaps we will look for something warmer. Another 10 minutes and here are tickets to the beautiful Mozambique. With a fantastic long layover in Tanzania. Yay! The same evening we are in Dar es Salaam, and we finally go to sleep! #непутевыезаметочки #WorduuupGoesToTanzania