keep holding them...
Ok, so now we have Tanzania.
I had worked out the visa and an airport shuttle before going through my volunteer group. When I landed, no visa and no shuttle. The visa should be no problem because I just need to pay $50 usd and Im good to go. Well, I didnt have cash but I had one travellers check left plus $3 randomly so I figured it would cover the transaction cost but I was wrong. I was only going to get back $35 worth which was no good. I looked for an ATM-none. So, there I stood in the middle of the now deserted airport with:
-no airport shuttle
-no visa to leave the airport
-no way to get money
-no way to pay to use internet to email/find a phone number of someone to call
given the situation, I did what any traveler would do: I brought out the waterworks.
I was so frustrated from the past few days, tired from lack of sleep and just couldnt think clearly. Luckily, the bank lady was super sweet and felt bad that i was now crying, alone, in the middle of an airport on the otherside of the world from home. she lent me the money for a visa and arranged a cab to take me into town to an ATM who then brought the money i owed back to her. no worries, right? wrong. again i didnt have the address (apparently that would be a super thing to write down and carry along with u)
but anyways, Im in Africa! Hakuna Mata!