Arusha is the provincial capital, a considerable town with two hotels, one of which seeks to attract by the claim to be exactly midway between Cape Town and Cairo. There is a small pocket of white farmers in the district, some of them immigrants from the Union of South Africa. Perhaps because it was Sunday evening they gave an air of festivity to the bar and lounge. The rather large European managerial staff mingled affably with them. I did not see any African or Indian customers. Dogs howled and scuffled under the window at night. Can I say anything pleasant about this hotel? Yes, it stands in a cool place in a well-kept garden and it stocks some potable South African wines in good conditions.