10,000

We've hit Dar, with the clock just 200km short of a round, OCD-pleasing 10,000km.

One thing I've realised (bear with me, this'll be short) is where independence fits into our travelling. No guides, cruises, Baz, tours, chained convoys of rip-off targets. Yeah, we missed out on some local transport immersion, but the bakkie meant we did what we wanted when we wanted, and by god did we do it all on time.

Some admin at the Holiday Inn then we step off for Zzzzzzanzibar.