Teams are boarding that 7:00 bus: Justin and Jennifer, Andy and Tommy, Laurence and Zac, Jeremy and Sandy, Ernie and Cindy, and Bill and Cathi. It doesn't look too comfortable in there, with way too many locals toting way too much stuff, not all of it great-smelling. By the time Amani and Marcus arrive, the bus looks pretty full and there's still a long line of people waiting to get on. But Team NFL still somehow gets seats, way at the back of the bus. Yes, that means they'll be a while getting off when they arrive, but at least they're sitting down. Given how many people seem to be standing in the aisle holding stacks of buckets on their shoulders, that's practically First Class.

The music gets pensive along the two-hour drive down the road, and so does Marcus, who gets to VO a whole long speech about his thoughts and reflections prompted by the sights of Africa from the windows. Then the bus pulls into Salima, and it's chaos all over again. Everyone has to pile off with all their shit, into an equally chaotic scene at the terminal. Among the many sellers hawking their wares is a local guy bearing a big Speed Bump sign on a pole with Amani and Marcus's picture on it, like just another vendor. Needless to say it's one of the fresher signs in sight. Andy and Tommy are the first to get off the bus and find the woman with the regular clues, who's carrying them in a platter on her head under large cabbage leaves and a loaf of bread, as you do. After they open the clue, here's Phil to explain that in this Roadblock, one of them will need to use a bike taxi to ferry a fish-toting passenger to one of three addresses "written on the fish." Actually it's a tag that's attached to the fish. Have you ever tried to write on a fish? They don't like it. No wonder paper was invented. After making the drop-off, they'll bike back to the dispatcher and hand over the cash they earned from the trip. By the time Phil's done explaining this, racers are boarding the bikes. Laurence, Jennifer, Cindy (who doesn't enjoy getting close enough to the fish to read her address), Andy, Cathi and Sandy are doing this, and they hop on their bikes with the passengers behind them, pedaling right into traffic. Each of them gets a subtitle with their name in some ersatz "African" font next to a little icon of a fish. I'm glad to say that Cathi's poor balance doesn't betray her at a moment when a large truck is passing closely by her.