I have been very lucky, as after the help and good care of everyone, I could drink back water and keep it! Which was not the case for everyone. In the next morning, not just me but 5 other persons started to feel unwell. And unfortunately for them we were already on the truck on direction of Lushoto, 4 hrs drive, and 45 celsius. A few people had a plastic bag with them, filling it from time to time.

Suddenly, screams came from 2 seats behind. One other of the sick group started to have a seizure! We stopped the truck and to care for her. In the meantime another girl was very sick and was sleeping in the driver cabin, with ice on her head and a bucket held by Simon, our cook. A few minutes later and the same person had a seizure again, very serious this time. We stopped again an put her in recovery position at the back of the truck, it was very very serious and we were in the middle of nowhere. Then the race started to find the nearest hospital, 2.5 h away! The group had to take care of these 2 like in an intensive care room, they were weaker and weaker, fainting time to time, and had difficulty to breathe. So serious than one of them had to have an adrenaline shot to keep her in world of the living!

We finally made it to the hospital, it was a freaky day. The girls made a splendid recovery and came back to the hotel the next afternoon. What happen to us is that the group of sick people ate the same thing in the same place and catch salmonella, which is fatal; we were part of this group. I think we will never eat chicken again in Africa.

The following day we visited Lushoto, lush and green town in the middle of the mountains.