Our translator and host, Mr.Bayo, had told us previously that the road was "fixed", and that there was no problem getting to neighboring Babati. Reality set in when we left the pavement. (I guess he didn’t really know what the word “paved” means. Oops.) The road had only been somewhat graded a good while ago.
Nevertheless, we didn’t need to divert onto any cow paths this time. Though the washboard texture seriously rattled the car, we were able to maintain about 60km/h (less than 40 mph) which is a vast improvement for this previously impassable road. Still, we saw the occasional truck stalled by a broken axle.
It’s a two-hour trip on good road; then another two-hour trip on dirt.
