Working the fansSo after 2 weeks in this country, one thing has become very apparent. It turns out that Dad is the most famous man in Tanzania. I'm not exaggerating. Literally every place we go, someone rushes up to greet him. It happens everywhere - on the beach in Zanzibar, in the hills of Morogoro, in a grimy bar in Bagamoyo, on the streets of Stonetown. At the airport, he is greeted by a friend in the check-in queue, a further acquaintance in the security line, and then several others in the departure lounge itself. In a two-hour stroll through downtown Dar, we meet everyone from government ministers and professors to street boys and waiters. The cry of "Hello Graham" is everywhere. It's my first real taste of celebrity.
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