Mornings in Africa are breathtaking. The colors range from purple to orange & everything in-between. Kilimanjaro was out in all her glory, as if she knew we were leaving. A couple hyenas blocked the road, after gorging on whatever they had hidden in the bushes nearby. In Tanzania, we had lunch at Shanga House, which employs deaf & blind people from around the area. Then we stopped to watch the happenings at a market & met two young Masaai boys who were transitioning into adulthood. We arrived at our tented camp at Lake Burunge after traveling thru fields of sesame seeds.