Tanzania is a very divers country. Heading into it from Burundi, you basically only take dirt roads, stuck in a daladala for 6 hours. And dusty, I can tell you. It hasn’t been raining for ages. Kigoma is somewhat greener, but then it is situated on lake Tanganyika. Taking the train for there to Dodoma you pass desert like landscape.
Dodoma is basically an artificial town, it wasn’t even an oasis in its founding times. You have to go up the Usambara hills in the Northeast to finally have green trees and grass and actually some rain. Of course the latter came down at the most inappropriate, when I wanted to hike up to Irene View Point. But it was fun anyway. I am very curious to see how everything looks after the rain sets in in November, but I guess I have to come back on a second trip to see that. And then visit the south as well, as this time I only had time to pass the northern part.