Thursday, October 9, 2008

The UK in a nutshell (or a gortex shell due to the weather)


Welcome to the UK! This sign was posted on the entrance to the back garden of a local pub
After David and I made a major U-Turn in our travel plans and committed to another 6 months in Tanzania, we were able to sneak in an abbreviated visit to the UK where I met family and friends, saw a few o f the sites, shivered in the cold summer rain, and tasted many of the beers the English brew pubs had to offer.

We began our travels in Oxford, home of a good deal of famous brainpower, the Thames River, and most importantly,David's Aunt Lesely, Uncle Mark and the kids. David and I strolled around the various nooks and crannies of the University. Because the University has become such a tourist attraction, you actually have to pay if you want to enter the buildings and many of the courtyards. They stuck up their noses, and we stuck to the periphery. Besides, punting on the river seemed like a much more fun endeavor! We may look pretty doing it but trust me, it's a lot harder than it looks! In this picture I glide effortlessly under a bridge after a brilliant Austin Powers-like 20 pt turn maneuver that almost catapulted me right off of the boat. David was a bit more of a professional- but he's done this before.

Sticking with our watercraft theme, the next day we went Kayaking with Mark, Lesely and David's brother Tom. It was an eventful trip, complete with water fights, bumper boats and an exhilarating trip over the weir - a mini waterfall. We then retired to the back garden for some lawn competition. David and I were introduced to a Swedish game called Kubb - a sort of cross between horse shoes and croquet. It got pretty competitive and I nearly took off Tom's head multiple times by pure accident.

Keir and Tom attempt to intimidate our team; David's sister Nicola with boyfriend Keir goofing around post competition; Mama David (Jenny); Jenny's partner Peter; Lesley no doubt amused by our antics

General silliness at the dinner table and the girls looking very glam after their makeup fest

Next up, we were off to David's Dad's house near London to spend some time with Helen, her baby bump (who was born this month and is now a healthy baby boy named Finn!), and little Saoirse (a traditional Gailic name pronounced Say-sha)
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Practicing for our Abby Road walk; Baby Emmy loving the toy cash register

LONDON
It was a quick 2 days in London, highlighted by dinner at the best curry house in the city with about 20 of David's close friends. Unfortunately, that night was not captured in photos, however here are a few of London's icons we caught along the way to ride the London Eye. Because we didn't have time to actually visit the city's attractions, the next best thing was a beautiful bird's eye view we caught from this enormous ferris wheel, which serves as a slowly rotating 360 degree observation deck

**This picture is for Beth who was obsessed with the Japanese noodle house Wagamama when she lived in London! Although we never actually had a chance to eat there, I made a point of seeing the sign!

Happy to be enjoying some time on our own- or just really buzzed off the chili sauce at this Vietnamese restaurant!

Next Stop: Beer Tournament with a Little Drink of Rugby Thrown in


Edukaid is a charity started in the UK by our friend Tim Dench and his family, with enormous support from their local community of Salisbury. The Charity is operates in Mikindani, the fishing village outside of Mtwara in Tanzania, where David was based for two years.

Edukaid provides volunteer teachers to the local primary schools in Mikandani and focuses on sustainable efforts to improving the schools and motivating teachers. Every year in the UK, Tim puts together a Rugby tournament to promote and raise funds for Edukaid. David and his mates entered a team, and we turned the event into a weekend of camping and of course, haunting the local pubs. The tournament has become quite an event, with teams coming from as far as Iraq! (The Fijiian miliatary team was actually pulled from their post in Iraq to terrorize, err, I mean participate in the event! Our boys, though agile and brave, were possibly even peeing in their pants a little when they saw the size of these boys, and dare I say, they may even have been secretly a bit relieved not to make it to the final and have to oppose those notorious, bone crushing Fijiians!) That said, our team were no shrinking violets on the field, and definitely won the "most fun had whilst playing hungover" award. I think they won the "best looking lads" award too but then again, I may be biased.


I have to admit I had my doubts about being the only girl with a posse of 11 boys for this testosterone infused weekend, but what girl wouldn't dream of being stuck with this crew? No, no, I'm not referring to the massively muscular and fine, dark skinned Fijiians pictured in the white shirts, I'm talking about our team. Obviously. Errr...

The skies were gray, the fields were wet, the winds were whipping,the bystanders were frozen, but the beers were flowing, the tea was brewing, the burgers were grilling and it was a blast

Helmet ironically sustained a minor head injury but was heroically back on the field soon after; Four Legged Fraiser? He succeeds by blinding the opposition with his day-glo organge shorts


David in action; "Sensai" and David keep warm on the sidelines

R-Ho makes a nice play; scrum or random act of man love? you decide

cuddled up in the tent to stay warm
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How quickly can 11 guys drink 44 pints of Guiness? Cheers boys; Wong in his merriment

Looks like love. And I'm digging the Fenway Park Tee in England!!



Looks of dismay whilst pitching the tent; with, Tim Co-Founder of Edukaid


The beautiful old farmhouse of the very brave farmer who let us camp in his field!

STAY TUNED...
For more on this post, including stone hedge and our last adventures in Hill Head before I depart the UK

And eventually more posts! With slow connections, I'm uploading these posts at an excruciating snail's pace so please bear with me!

Monday, September 29, 2008

Vistitors = Happiness!

Back in July, An old time friend from Waterville (Tha Ville!!!) Christina Roy came to visit from her station as a UN Volunteer in Sudan! We hit the markets, checked out the fishing culture, and she had her first meal of ugali as seen below...


And then we got down to the business of drinking beer and relaxing on a secluded island


Beth and Dan arrived shortly thereafter for the vacation of a lifetime!






Hmmm Amazing kids doing amazing things? Just another one of the ubiquitous vague and delinquent NGOs sypehning money from donors to fill their pockets. It is a talent indeed.





Beth and I at the Slipway, an ideal spot for a sunset beverage in Dar es Salaam... and speaking of beverages, here are the icons of Tanzania Brewing...you have to love the mudhuts in the Safari beer logo




After a day of kicking around Dar, we took the bus North to Moshi in the Kilimanjaro Region to visit my friend Jen from Peace Corps. Jen has an extremely established blog from her past three years in Tanzania with much insight, political commentary, and beautiful stories about the lives she has touched during her service.(As my blog is slowly but surely updated, I promise to provide a similar context for my service in Tanzania ) In the meantime, check it out sometime- just don't forget to come back!



jenintanzania.blogspot.com/



But I digress...



Pictured here are Jen, Beth and I in front of a waterfall that marks the spot of an eerie story





The Legend



A local tribeswoman was sentenced to death by her village for becoming illegitimately pregnant. Rather than endure the excrutiating and tourturous death the village had planned, she decided to take her own life instead. She was standing at the top of these falls, ready to plunge to her death, when she decided she couldn't go through with it afterall. Perhaps she thought she might convince her villagers to soften the sentence. Sadly, as she turned around to leave the cliff's edge, a leapord jumped out of the bushes! As she backed away in fear, she tumbled off of the cliff and disappeared into the falls forever. Now that's a sealed destiny!



After the falls we went to the gates of Mt. Kilimanjaro, which we swore we would one day return to climb. These signs were particularly inspiring







Actually, we were so inspired that Beth and I just summitted real quick, but we were definitely exhausted!





Just kidding.



A clash of culture and beliefs





During the busride back to Moshi Town, a rollerblader caught a lift on the back. A group of mamas on the bus were perplexed and mystified! How was he doing this? They had never seen or heard of roller blades before, and they thought he was using some kind of witchcraft to fly behind the bus. When we explained that he actually had little tires on his shoes, their eyes grew large. It was more likely to them that sorcery was involved than this simple, ancient technology of the wheel.



In other observations, sometimes a sign says it all





Safari on the Supa Dala!





The next part of our journey was a safari in Ruaha National Park in the Southern Highlands of Tanzania. We were extatic when we learned our safari mobile was a tricked out "daladala" or conversion van with a pop-up roof. All the better to enjoy some cold beers in!







Our Safari was actually sponsored by Sprite





We stayed in huts in the middle of the park. If this were in the USA we would have had to sign a liability waiver for our lives! The green structure behind the elephant is our hut. The picture to the right is just behind our lodging. Good thing we weren't enjoying the river views from that banda when these ladies came over for some entertainment!





Angry elephants seemed to be a theme on this trip. To the left, the gang that surrounded our vehicle and forced us to tear out on an escape mission! To the right, we encountered this lady later in the day- she doesn't exactly look happy to see us! In general, elephants can be quite placid and lovely to watch, grazing in the grasses, but when a baby is around (and it was) the mothers become extremely protective and very aggressive. It's no joke.





A more tranquil moment





And Leapin Lions! It's a whole den of them! Mamas and Babies napping in the shade of an Acaccia tree.





Before... and after. Yikes.





Our guide took us for a stroll in a sandy dry river bed. Here we're playing with girraffe dung. It's actually so full of grass that it smells of grass and not poop. To the right, a classic Bayobab dominates the landscape. We learned that Tanzanians traditionally view these iconic trees as haunted or enchanted. Legend has it that the dead rise from their graves at midnight and gather around the Bayobabs to conjur up spells and enjoy themselves until dawn when they return back underground. Additionally, the cavernous holes in the centers of the trees quite typically house the fatal black mamba snake, which may be the reason for the eerie association with dark spirits.





What does "Full & Super Luxury" look like?





Aw Yeah! This was our sweet ride back to Dar es Salaam, complete with fringe and pompom ladden window curtains and psychodelic chair covers





This isn't your grandma's bus! Although plenty of Bibi's were rocking out to the Tupac blasting over the bus radio- the non censored cuts to boot!





A bus stop with a mountain view. The fresh produce being sold behind me sure beats your average Burger King roadside stop!



Back in Dar we indulged at one of the city's most renown restaurants- Addis in Dar- a phenomenal and authentic Ethiopean restaurant.





Nothing tops a spicy, pallate awakening meal like a smooth velvety rich Ethiopean coffee served from an ebony wood hand-carved pot with a dish of hot coals smoking along side it for ambiance. How's that for presentation?! And popcorn served with coffee? Who knew?



It's a delicious pallate cleanser.





The next day we hopped the ferry to Zanzibar





A typical scene in stone town





And did you know that this spikey, hot pink berry is where lychee fruit comes from?





At Jambiani beach in the Southeast where the guidebooks do not lie about their the ethereal color of the water. The beaches are white and smooth and desolate in this less touristed hideaway. Sorry Mr. Milton but Paradise was certainly not Lost on us!





The Mr and Mrs proudly pose in front of their brand new pirate ship





We found this sign funny. In Fact, Name it and You will Have it! (The reality is they probably only serve ugali)





On a Spice Tour through the tropical forest, Dan attempts to climb a cocconut tree while Beth and I are lavished in designer eye wear and other adornments made by the teenager behind us our of palm leaves





Some pretty wild roots growing in the mangroves in Johanzi forest, and of course, a monkey





King Hershel didn't miss out on the gifts of the forest



Kwaherini Elizabeta & Dani!



This was a wonderful journey!