Sensitivities

I landed in Dar es Salaam in the early hours after three and a half weeks away. People here are complaining about the cold weather so I went away and verified that the nighttime lows are in fact 22 degrees. I too get nervous at anything approaching 20 degrees or below, so I won’t disagree with them.

The commonly encountered interminable delays at immigration in Dar es Salaam and I finally crawled into bed around 5am.

At some point in the journey whilst transiting in Istanbul, I came across this most excellent concept in the airport. A room for guests who ‘need a quiet place’ for various medical reasons and ‘noise, light, crowd sensitivities’. I suffer from the latter affliction on a regular basis.