11 Nov. 2008
To tell the story of my last day at BRAC Tanzania, I have to start with the preceding evening. Because my work permit is set to expire on Thursday, 13 Nov, I have to leave the country by Wednesday. If anything goes wrong (which, frankly, it tends to do), I don’t want to [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘daladala’
November 23, 2008
Bidding Adieu to BRAC Tanzania (and the never-ending bus ride)
November 6, 2008
We Did It For the Journey, Not the Destination
When my guidebook said that it was possible to take a daladala to Kyimo and rent a bike there to ride the 11k to the Bridge of God, it should have mentioned that the bike would be circa 1953 and that the entirety of the 11k would be dirt road with a mixture of small [...]
September 24, 2008
Local Flavor
As I sit in a daladala (or since I was in Kenya, we’ll call it a matatu), munching on some dates, a man approaches the window and tries to sell me something.
Man trying to sell something: “Can I have one?” (referring to the dates)
Me: “No.”
Man trying to sell something: “Why not?”
Me: “Because I’m a [...]
August 15, 2008
Changing Their Tune (and Proposing Marriage)
When I first arrived in Tanzania I was astonished by the unfriendliness of the people I encountered. My previous experience in Africa had been in Ethiopia and many say that Ethiopia is an anomaly–the friendliest of the African countries–and it would be unrealistic to think that moving a couple countries south I would encounter the [...]
August 5, 2008
Where are you going? I assure you, I don’t know
As an English major in college I developed a compulsion to write according to themes with well thought-out arguments and conclusions. I am now finding that this writing requirement is seriously hindering my ability to produce blog entries. My life here is composed less of themes than of random acts and unplanned experiences. In an [...]
