We decided to end our Tanzania visit in Dar es Salaam, even though we heard that it was a horrible city. We stayed at YMCA hotel and spent a couple of relaxed days there without any major incidents; well except when we had to break in at our own hotel one night...
Tuesday we went across the street to Holiday in to watch the Champions League game between Manchester United and Cluj. As the reception and the gates close at 11pm we informed them before that we would come back tad later and they said it was no problem to close a bit later. Hakuna matata. But as we got back 11.30pm all happy for the victory, the gate was closed and the staff was no where to be seen. s***!
We tried to scream, but no one came. Once again we reminded ourselves that just because they say "ok, ok" it doesn't mean that they actually understood the question. I checked the area around the hotel and notised that the wall wasn't too high, so I climbed and jumped over; scared to death that someone would see me. Sanna refused to do it so I ran to the reception to get help. But of course the reception was closed as well. I went back to the gates and checked the booth and found some keys. I found the keys, opened the gates and quickly locked it again. Now only one problem remained; Closed reception = no room keys...
i was all caught in the moment after "the break in" that my first though was to try to break in to the reception as well. That didn't work so I went back outside to the booth to try those keys. Then; all of a sudden I saw a dead body next to the booth. Although he wasn't dead, just asleep, but I though he was dead as we had been making quite a lot of noice the last 30 min. I took a step back and there I noticed another body. Carefully I tried to wake them up, and after a while they finally started moving. What a relief. Unfortunately the didn't understand English so with my body language I managed to explain the situation. They called the receptionist, but when we got back inside she wasn't there. I heard something from a room which wasn't numbered and took a chance and knocked on the door. I don't know how we could be so lucky, but the girl in that room had our key and we could get in and go to bed! We didn't have to sleep in the corridor! Somehow I was never really nervous. Somehow it always turns out good in one way or another on this continent, no matter how much we worry.
In the end I was quite happy that we didn't manage to break in to the reception as that would definitely show lack of security.