After 7 months, we finally have our Tanzanian driving licenses, but the story of today highlights why it has taken us so long.
The journey begins at 8am as we head to the traffic police headquarters. We have our friend Nuhu with us to help us out.
We register with the police but need to head to the Tanzanian Revenue Authority (TRA) to purchase a provisional license. The TRA office is about 5 miles away.
We arrive, get our provisional license, and then have to return to the traffic police to get the license signed. This takes over an hour.
The comedy begins. Now our provisional license is signed we can return to the TRA to get our full license. I know!
We then had to head to the main police station, on the other side of town, to get our final license signed. Hold onto your hats! We arrive at the police station, go around the back, and meet a police officer sat under a mango tree!
He signs our license.
What a relief to be finished!
Exhausted we arrived back at work but were soon out again, as we headed off to the farm. I had to pay some of the workers so Armorel came along to, and we got stuck into helping with the brick kiln 
construction. We had great fun, racing the locals with bricks and just generally messing around, though it really is hard work.
This evening, we have done nothing.
Just wonderful!
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