Dar es Salaam Port.
Ernst set foot on this land once more, his heart brimming with tangled emotions. "It's different!" It truly was different. The Dar es Salaam city of his previous life was utterly unlike the Dar es Salaam city of today.
The first stop Ernst made in East Africa in his previous life had been Dar es Salaam city. Back then, as Tanzania's most developed city, it was actually not much different from the cities of most developed countries around the world.
Most African countries were like this. Though they were very backward, they always had one or two presentable major cities to serve as windows to the world, places with little difference from anywhere else. Yet their urbanization rates were extremely low, and the countryside was in a miserable state. Some places could not even be called rural areas; they were indigenous reservations, where people lived like primitives.
Dar es Salaam city was a typical example. Ernst's first impression upon arriving here in his previous life had been sunlight, beaches, coconut trees, a modern port, and modern high-rises. Though it was slightly inferior to Nairobi and Mombasa, it was still quite decent by global standards.
Of course, Tanzania was far from comparable to the modernized Far East. Even an eighteenth-tier little county town in the Far East would count as a major city in Europe, so Tanzania's most prosperous city, Dar es Salaam, could only be compared with a Far Eastern county town. In Ernst's previous life, the Far East's urbanization rate had already neared seventy percent. Coupled with its exaggerated infrastructure construction, even sparsely populated regions as vast as Tibet had very respectable urban development.
The Dar es Salaam city of today, however, was completely different. If Ernst had to name the city it resembled most,