Awoken by The Sound Of African Drumming In The Night... Let's Follow it...

We drive further into Tanzania. We stop at our next campsite. The vibrant green grass is a contrast to the rust coloured dusty road leading into the site. Different buildings are laid out throughout the campsite, between the trees. The pub is richly furnished with carved furniture, lamps and warm fabrics. It has a colonial feel. I wander into the craft shop. There's a camera crew filming the lady who is working there. That night, after I go to bed, I hear the sound of African drumming. It's dark outside and the sky is starry. I put on clothes over my pajamas and follow the sounds of the drumming. It's surreal. As I walk up a path, I can see African dancers, drummers and singers at the end of a long lawn. I'm on my own. There's no one else around at that moment. Some more of the group approach a few minutes later and we watch the traditional entertainment together.