The following is transcribed from the journal I wrote while we were traveling, the detail thins out a bit after we actually start climbing because the altitude effects my brain making writing almost impossible.
Our trip here was pretty uneventful, even the transfer through stinky Nairobi airport went quickly and without incident. Our bags all arrived with us in Kilimanjaro airport and the hotel was just an hours mini bus ride through to Moshi.
The next day we spent stooging around the hotel, broken up with a quick look around Moshi, which was surprisingly not very touristy but very African. Basically a general shit fight everywhere with every second shop the identical crappy little general store, fabric shop or electronic goods store all surrounded by a constant swarm of clapped out push bikes, motor bikes and cars.
One entertaining thing we saw were these bikes converted into machete knife-sharpeners, where they have a grinding wheel running off the back wheel. So the operator mounts and peddles the bike backward and grinds away.
By the end of the day we were a bit over all the waiting around, at 5PM we had a hike briefing and met our guide Killian. He seems to be a nice jovial kind of guy, with plenty of interesting stories about different parties he’s taken up the mountain.
Apparently he took the crew up to film the Kilimanjaro IMax movie.