Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The Real Thing

Everyone has been asking me about my trip and I keep saying the same things over and over again, “it was amazing.” It’s kind of hard to explain everything I learned and experienced because it’s all a matter of taking it to heart. I don’t think a person could understand just how emotionally attached I got to the country if I tried to explain to them everything I saw and the people I met. The country is so different than home its unbelievable. I wish so badly that Americans, especially the wealthy, could experience what I did. They would take everything for granted and life would be so much easier. In America, children spend hundreds of dollars on video games and toys. They are never satisfied because there is something new to buy and they want and beg until they get. Then, yet again, these children want another game to play with when they get bored of what they just got. Tanzania isn’t full of all the electronics and toys. Walking around the village of Maji ya Chai, I saw many people outside, enjoying and taking pleasure with the things nature provided them. Children have fun playing with sticks and a handmade soccer balls. Rolling a tire around is just as enjoyable as any other game.

Parents are not the only ones that provide for the family. Children as young as four years old are seen walking with their livestock and getting water miles away from their home. These children have a responsibility to keep their family supplied with water and they are heavily relied on. Having a pair of shoes is lucky because many of the people walk around barefoot, begging for a pair of shoes to relieve all the pain from stepping on such rough grounds.

All I keep thinking about is how lucky I am to live in America, but then again, I think about how life would be if I had been born in a country like Tanzania. I think about my education and if I would even have one. I wonder if I would be a happier person if I didn’t know there was so much more I could have somewhere else; what would I know about the world? Would I think I had everything where I was? Thinking about this scares me to death because going from my life to theirs would be incredibly difficult. I struggled with the lack of warm and clean water. I was always dirty, even after I showered. To be honest though, the dirt didn’t bother me. My feet were always brown, no matter what and my clothes always had dirt or sweat stains. I hate to say it felt good, but it did. I didn’t have to worry about my appearance because everyone else was also just as dirty as I was, if not dirtier.

I’m completely overwhelmed back at home. I have so many clothes to choose from. My closet is probably as big as half of a house in Tanzania. I cleaned out and sold and donated the clothes I knew I would never wear again. Somehow, my closet is still completely full even though I got rid of more then half of my stuff. Since being home, I’ve worn the simple shorts and a t-shirt. When I change, I put the shirts back in the clean pile because I know I can wear things more than once before washing them, even if I stain my clothes with my lunch. Brushing my teeth feels amazing, but I feel guilty having a warm shower.

I don’t care how I look anymore to people. They can think what they want and I know I can ignore them. In the five days I’ve been home, I’ve received a prank call and someone has already put stuff on my car. I don’t care though. When these types of things happened before I went to Africa, and it happened MANY times, I would cry and complain about it. Now, I honestly don’t care what people say or do to me. They mean nothing. They know nothing. If people like this had the chance to experience what I did, they would change their behavior like I did. I’m so much calmer and patient. I don’t complain about being bored. I admit that I complained that there wasn’t any food but cereal in my house, but I guess that’s still a lot more then what the people I met on my trip have. So there’s not much need to keep whining about that. I might as well be happy that I at least have some sort of food, even if I don’t end up eating it.

Like I said, I don’t think it’s possible to explain my entire trip, even if I said everything we did through a blog. There’s more to my trip then the pictures I took. Behind the scenes, there’s a part of me that wants to cry when I think about what I experienced because it was so special. But I think a smile should come about before the tears because I’ve learned and grown so much as a person. I didn’t think a vacation based on my camera could have such an effect on me, but seeing the smiles through poverty, seeing the wildlife, seeing and meeting such kind people that don’t even know what judging a person is, has touched me so deeply and all I want to do is tell my story, even if it doesn’t make much sense to everyone.

Monday, July 5, 2010

There's more to come

I've wanted to post a blog for a while, like a really good one that explains so much more about my trip other than what we did. But I have yet to finish my document(s) filled with my feelings. There's so much to say and I don't want to post until I'm sure I've said everything that needs to be put in writing. So hopefully tomorrow or the day after, I'll have a new long heartfelt post.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

June 28

We started the day by learning how to take panoramic pictures along with HDR photos. We also were taught how to take light tunnel pictures and night photos with lights. After lunch we had a long discussion between all of the students of the school here and us. It was basically a Q&A where we mostly answered their questions about America. I think we taught them a lot because many Africans believe all mzungus have money and they believe Hollywood is how we all live. So we basically corrected their point of view which I think makes a big difference. They also taught us many interesting facts about Africa and told us how they keep occupied, what they wanted to do in life, what they stressed and worried about, racism in America, how the World Cup was going, politics, the environment, and any other questions anyone had. What amazed me the most was their answers to what they worried about: rape, HIV/AIDS, and going against God. Just discussing that topic was interesting because they said many people in Africa are too embarrassed to get tested for diseases so that’s why HIV/AIDS spreads easily here. They also informed us about the different religions and how they are looked down upon if they get tested because they might have the illness. The discussion of all these topics probably took an hour and a half, but I was really interested the whole time and participated in discussion most of the time.

We worked on our on assignment projects the rest of the day and presented them tonight in front of all of the students, kids, and adults here. Mine was on the teeth of Tanzania and my presentation went well as did mostly everyone else. After we all presented, the children and students brought out a cake while dancing that said “KARIBU NI TENA” which translates “Welcome again.” It was definitely an interesting cake; white cake with chocolate pudding-like frosting with carrot shavings on top. It wasn’t too bad unless you had too many carrots on your piece. The children went to bed and the students all took night photos with flashlights, writing in the sky. Music started playing so we all started dancing which was really fun and entertaining for about an hour.

We’re leaving tomorrow and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I think I’m excited just to go home and relax, but this experience has been so great that I just want to remember it and keep it going.

June 29-30

We flew home. The first flight went well- I actually slept a bit and we had our own tvs. Mine worked some of the time which got annoying when I wanted to watch a movie and couldn't. So I watched our flight go over Greece and then I think I fell back asleep. Oh, and I sat next to Lindsey which was fun. And there was a gorgeous guy a few rows ahead that was fun to look at when he stood up a couple times.. haha

I bought a hoodie in Amsterdam during the layover along with gummy airplanes and a shot glass to add to my never used collection.

The second flight was a little more interesting. There weren't personal tvs so I watched parts of Alice and Wonderland and Invictus on the community tvs. Unfortunately, one of the tvs was kind of far to see and the other was right above my head so it was hard to watch. I sat next to 2 girls, one my age and the other was like 25. I found out that the one my age had just graduated from Foster High School and was going to Baylor and the other was just a friend of hers. So when I was working on my book on my computer, I showed them my pictures and told them about the trip.

July 1

Back at school, I worked on my book and exchanged group photos with the other students while it poured rain outside. I didn't finish my book until I got home.

July 2

I went to warped tour and was going to buy a pair of sunglasses. The black man selling them had an accent so I asked where he was from and he said Africa. So I asked if he spoke Swahili and I think he said yes. So I started saying a few things in the language and ended up getting my glasses for $5 instead of $10. Success with my Swahili knowledge!!!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Lions and Zebras and Scorpions. Oh my!

June 16

Today we went to the leprosy center to visit some of the victims of the disease. Most of us were a bit concerned with what we were going to see because we, or I at least, thought people would be sick in beds. When we got there, a man greeted us outside the gate with a huge smile and a handshake. He was missing all 10 of his fingers. The nun that was showing us around told us that he was doing very well, so that’s when I got really nervous to see what “bad” meant. We walked through the gates and a lot of old people were sitting outside, all full of smiles. I talked to a lot of the people, or attempted to, in Swahili. They were really sweet people and I took a lot of pictures and a lot of them turned out literally amazing! I’m actually shocked at some of the pictures I took!

After the center, we went to update our blogs about 15 minutes away from “home.” When we got back, we ate lunch really quickly and then went to the dairy farm for half an hour which didn’t really interest me at all. We came back to meet our new friends from a school around here. They are 6 students around our ages that are learning to speak English, and a lot of them speak fairly well for a Swahili speaker. We walked down the road to take pictures of random people once again, which was fun of course just to learn more Swahili, take more pictures, and meet new people. We ate dinner after roaming the streets, where 2 of the guys had a “rap battle” which was pretty cool. Too bad none of us knew what they were saying since it was all Swahili. We then worked on our photos on our computers and I’m about to go to bed just now.

We have an on assignment project where we choose something that interests us about anything here. You can literally choose anything that you can take pictures of and explain what and why you took the photo. I chose to focus my project on teeth. The smiles here are all different. I’ve yet to find out information about why some people have perfect teeth and some people’s teeth are yellow, cracked, or non-existent.

June 17
I saw Mt. Kili yesterday for the first time. Supposedly that’s pretty rare because they clouds usually cover the view.

We walked around the village for 3 hours this morning. I went with Kylee, Travis, and our new friends Nehema and Ernest. We ended up at Mcalla’s (our Swahili teacher) house and his daughter, dada Marsha showed us around; we didn’t realize it was her and Mcalla’s house until we left though (we felt pretty stupid). We then went to the CCF (Children for Children’s Future) orphanage. They had a cute puppy there so I took some pictures of that because most of the children weren’t there because they are allowed to go out during the day to play I assume.

We stopped at a hotel resort on the way to the market in Arusha this afternoon. It made me so happy to be able to go the the bathroom and be able to flush the toilet paper down.

The market reminded me exactly like the market I went to in December in Bolivia. People come up to you with handfuls of random stuff to sell you for at least 3 times the price, especially to mzungus (white people). Some guy was trying to sell me and Cade a painting for a bunch of money, and we kept saying no. So he tried to become our friend so we’d buy it. Me and Cade started making up lies; Cade ended up being my baba (dad) which I thought was incredibly funny. The guy was just really gullible. We then walked to the Maasai market a few blocks down the road where all the good bargains were. After buying a few bracelets, I realized I wasn’t holding my bag that had everything I had bought so far. Turns out Mrs. Bottoms had it because she had taken a picture of me earlier bargaining and held my bag for the picture, but I completely forgot. So that was a waste of worrying.
After all our shopping, we went to eat at a restaurant that had pizza and BBQ type food. It ended up taking over 2 hours- literally the slowest service I’ve ever had. Not to mention the power went out twice because they run off a generator. But while we waited for the food when we got power, we watched the World Cup.
Random facts:
I hate hugging people here that are taller then me because they don’t know what deodorant is. They also don’t have much soap/body wash I assume.

Instead of squirrels, Tanzania has chickens that roam around everywhere. Cows, goats also roam around grazing. Some of them are owned though. Donkeys are used to carry gallons of water from where the water is to where homes are.

June 18

I started the day waking up late because no one heard the alarm. On the way to breakfast, Peter was heating water outside on some coal. Something exploded and a fireball flew to his face and burned some of his eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair. Ouch. When breakfast was over we were told we had an hour to get dressed and ready to go. But then our bus arrived early so we only had like 30 minutes. So I rushed.

We visited the orphanage for a couple hours and played with the children and took a lot of pictures of and with them. A game of soccer was started so I took some pictures of it and then I joined to play for a little while. After bonding with the children, we were told it was time to leave, which was pretty upsetting.
From there, we went to another food market. When we arrived, there were cows, goats, donkeys, and any other edible food with legs. The people there were not nice at all so we had to “steal” our photos. Basically, that just means you hold your camera casually to your side and just take pictures without looking. We also ate at the market; we had beans, rice, beef stew, and soda. Before leaving, Erin and Peter went to buy 2 goats for sacrifice at a dinner in the future. Umm… ew? We all stayed behind at the bus waiting for them to get back. While waiting, at least 40 Africans gathered around us, literally surrounding us in a circle. They were just interested in us Mzungus I guess. But anyways, they kept staring at our bags and cameras so we had to wear our backpacks on the front and be really careful about who was standing next to us. We got the goats and they threw them in the trunk of the bus which was pretty sad and then we left.

On the way to the waterfall, me and 4 other girls had to use the restroom so we went when we stopped for gas. The bathroom was a hole in the ground with a wooden door for “privacy” and it wasn’t a great experience. I would have rather used a tree.

The waterfall trip was probably the most stressful situation of my life. The uphill road was REALLY bumpy. The bus started slowing down while attempting to get up the first big hill. When it slowed to a stop, the driver put it in reverse so he could back up and get more momentum to get up the rest of the hill. It didn’t work. Everyone ended up getting out of the bus and pushing it up the hill. And since there were more hills up ahead, the driver kept going so we had to walk like ¼ mile to get back on the bus. That happened another 3 or 4 times. Ridiculous. A few times, only a few people had to get out and push and I was one of them; we had to jump into the moving vehicle once it got started with momentum. After over an hour of driving, pushing, and walking, the bus got stuck once again. And we just decided to walk from there all uphill. It was probably a mile or so and I lost my breath a few times considering my legs are so short and I was trying to keep up. After the hike up the hill, we reached the waterfall and only stayed there for like 20 minutes taking photos and appreciating the long walk. We hiked back down the mountain and hopped onto the bus that had been waiting for us all that time. We started to drive, slowly as usual due to the bumps, but there was one uphill drive we had to make right away. The driver floored the gas and we started flying up the hill. How did that work out? Well, the bus fell into a ditch and thankfully only tipped like 45 degrees because trees caught the bus’s fall. Thankfully, no one was hurt too badly, but I had flown out of my seat across the isle right into Cade’s lap. We all climbed out the driver’s seat door, along with some people climbing out the windows. We stood back as some of the local men helped push the bus back onto all of its tires. After a lot of pushing, the bus was back onto the road and we started our journey home, again. Every time we hit a rough patch though, I got really nervous. Long day.

June 19

We were all excited to be able to sleep in until 7 today. We were supposed to go on a big hike after breakfast until late afternoon, but since all of the hiking and chaos yesterday, Peter and Erin decided we could just have a chill day and take pictures around the area. So we ate breakfast and then came back to the room to work on our computers, editing pictures and blogging. As my computer started losing battery, almost to the point where it was out, I decided to charge it, but the power went out. Great. We were told that we needed to have everything completely charged by tomorrow when we left the house for safari. So I had a dead computer, 1 dead camera battery, and my other camera battery was half full. Since I couldn’t do anything, I took a nap for like 45 minutes. When I woke up, we were told that the goats were about to be sacrificed so the meal for tonight’s party could be prepared. So everyone who was still at the house went outside with their cameras and we all watched Babu and Mcalla slaughter the 2 goats by slitting their throats. It was the grossest sight of my life. But I ended up taking over 200 pictures throughout the killing process. Supposedly the goats were dead when we all saw them both start twitching, but they said it was just their nerves. It was heartbreaking because it looked like they were alive and suffering with their blood pouring out of their necks. When the goats were actually dead, they started to skin them and after a few minutes of that I decided to leave because it was just too much for me to handle. I took a shower and then we were told we had an hour to pack for safari because everything that we wouldn’t be taking was going to be taken to the place we would stay after the safari. So we packed and cleaned the house. I walked outside to the guys cooking the goats outside on the campfire. They offered me some to eat but I declined even though it was completely disrespectful. I think I’m a vegetarian now.

June 20
We drove 8 hours to the safari area in a World War II Nazi jeep. We had to stop multiple times to “check the tires” behind trees. Simon, our driver, spotted a dead wildabeast being eaten by hawks so we drove over there and got out of the jeep to take pictures. Our guide Killeri decided to take some of the meat so we could have it for dinner. I ended up trying a piece and almost threw up, but everyone else liked it. While driving, we also saw and took many pictures of gazelles, zebras, ostriches, and giraffes. We also stopped when we saw a snake in the road that turned out to be dead. So we all took turns holding it for a photo opp. We got to the campsite around 7:30 where we unloaded the “MAN truck” and then ate dinner which was pretty tasty, minus the wildabeast meat. Falling asleep was really easy that night. I was exhausted.

June 21

We climbed a mountain today. It took around 4 hours, maybe more, but it was pretty cool to get to the top to see the sight. On the way up, we spotted at least 20 baboons running around exactly where our destination was. We kept climbing until we reached a cave that we had to climb through. There was no bottom so we had to use the walls on either side, straddling until we got through. It was really, really scary and hard because of my short legs. Finally we reached the top after hours of climbing and it was a huge relief. After taking pictures, we headed back down to go back to camp for lunch- hotdogs. Then we took a nap. And I wrote this.

June 22

We went on a pointless 4 hour walk today to hopefully spot some animals but only ended up seeing like 2 giraffes and some impalas. I’m really glad we’re done with all of the walking because now it’s all safari.
June 23-24

We saw a lot of animals on the actual driving safaris; elephants, giraffes, zebras, impalas, baboons, monkeys, colorful birds, and a bunch of others. There was a leopard in a tree really far away so it doesn’t count much. We got charged by a baby elephant a couple of times which was really cute.

June 25

Today we went to the Ngorongoro caldera/crater on a safari all day. In my jeep was me, Erin, Sarah, Kevin, Lexie, Killerai, and our driver. The first animal we saw was a jackal and it was carrying a piece of raw meet obviously from a fresh kill. Then we saw every zebra and their brothers on every side of the car as we drove; that happened all day. Wildebeests were everywhere, along with buffalos and gazelles but those didn’t really interest me again since they were so common. After an hour or so of driving, we spotted a line of at least 20 jeeps so we drove over to the spot and saw that a lion had killed a zebra and was eating it. We literally waited an hour until we were close enough to capture the moment for like 15 minutes and the lion enjoyed eating the zebra’s face and neck first. After leaving so others could see, one of our other jeeps called Killerai saying they had spotted cheetahs so we drove over to that location where only 5-7 cars had pulled over to look. As we pulled up, I saw one of the cheetahs run with another following it. We halted to a stop but I had lost vision of the animals because they had gone and laid down behind a lot of brush. The hill they were on was all grass and brush with only a few big noticeable rocks. Erin had the most trouble spotting the animals so we all tried explaining by saying, “Okay, you see that black rock over there? Go like 10 meters at like 5 o’clock angle and the cheetahs are in the bush.” She couldn’t find them. After everyone in the car tried to explain to her where they were, with literally the exact same explanations, we decided to move the car to get a different angle. By only moving like 50 feet, we had a new explanation to giver Erin, “You see those white rocks below the black ones?” She saw them. “Okay, those are the cheetahs.” I guess you really had to be there because the moment was hilarious. For lunch, the group met up at a “picnic area” where many people stopped to relax, eat, and use the restrooms. While there, we spotted a bunch of hippos pretty far out in the pond we were next to. My lens didn’t reach for a good photo. Anyways, we left the spot and kept driving and passed the same old animal species we had spotted so many times before. There was another very small pond that we passed that had 4 hippos and a baby hippo in it. The baby was incredibly small and we were told it was no more then a couple of weeks old. One of the adult hippos was playing and rolling in circles in the water. So we took photos of that and then kept driving. We came up to a hyena that was lying in the sand motionless so we made a noise and it cranked his head up. Sadly, we noticed it had many bite marks and was dying right then. Of course, I wanted to take pictures of it, but everyone else in my car thought it was rude because it was dying which I don’t really understand because we’re on a photo safari. So they refused to take pictures of it while I had about a minute to get a good couple of pictures. I didn’t end up liking any of the pictures I took of it though but oh well. A few jeeps passed us as we were at the dead hyena so we followed them and ended up spotting 4 lions sleeping by a pond. Only 1 was male but it was the only male we had seen on the entire trip so it was definitely exciting. Too bad it was pretty far away though because once again, my lens couldn’t reach it well enough for a good photo. On the way out of the crater, we saw an elephant and a lot of baboons. Of course, baboons being as funny as they are, make great pictures so we stopped to take some. The babies were all playing and chasing each other up and down trees, which was really fun to watch and made really cute pictures. So then we left and drove back to our campsite. When we arrived, we were told that another group of students from an international school in Switzerland would be staying and sharing the campsite and bathrooms with us. I didn’t talk to them though. But what I did do was take my first warm shower of the trip and it was AMAZING. Even though it was on a cement ground with bugs and all.
[[I didn’t write about this earlier because I don’t know when it was, but Massimo, a National Geographic photographer, came to teach us for 2 days on safari. He’s an awesome guy with great tips on photography.]]
So anyways, that night Massimo critiqued us on our top 5 photos of the day and it took over 2 hours to go through every ones and we didn’t even finish until the morning.

June 26

I was woken up by the Swiss students being really loud around 6AM which really made me mad because we were allowed to sleep until 7AM which was like a privilege due to the previous 5AM or 6AM wake up calls by Killerai sounding like a rooster and screaming “Good morning!!!” We ate and packed up and started our 4ish hour drive back to the area where Maji ya Chai is because we’re staying at a school pretty close to there. We stopped in Arusha for about an hour to shop back at the Masai market which was once again really overwhelming. I didn’t buy too much so I still have a lot of money left over and I want to buy some tanzanite but I’m not sure where or how to get it. Oh well.
We got the the house around 6:30 PM and we unloaded the huge truck and played with the children of the school for like an hour while some of us watched Korea play Uruguay in the World Cup. Dinner was amazing; tortillas with beef, beans, cheese, BBQ sauce etc. I believe it was all home made by one of the students and it was so good! We had a really chill night for the first time. By 8:00 we had nothing to do so we could blog or basically do anything else. The school we are staying at is so incredibly nice compared to what we used to have. There are 2 bunk beds per room so I’m sharing with Lindsey and we have so much space for our stuff. We can walk around without bending over (like in our tents) and we only have to share a bathroom that has a shower with 2 Kylee and Camryn. It’s such a good feeling. We can shower and walk from the bathroom to the room in our towels which is nice because we used to have to change in the shower and our clothes would be wet.

June 27

We finally got to sleep in until 8. We then ate and took a tour of the school. A few students taught us an African song and dance that we did for probably an hour which was pretty tiring. So we taught them the Cupid Shuffle. They have a store in the school so all of the girls bought pants or got them custom made. And I think we’re all going to wear them to the airport.
Oh yeah, I woke up without a voice because I’m sick.
The day isn’t over so I’ll post again later.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

June 11-15

June 11

            The flight from Houston to Amsterdam was around 8 hours. I didn’t sleep at all. So it felt like forever. Not to mention I sat in the middle seat in the middle column in the last row so our seats didn’t recline. I sat between Rachel and Cade who both fell asleep quickly so I was left to watch movies. I ended up watching Leap Year which was pretty cute and predictable. When Cade woke up, we decided to sync our TVs and watch the same shows at the same time.

June 12

            I’m pretty confused about the time difference. Our second flight was 8.5 hours and I had a middle seat AGAIN. I’m just glad my seat reclined that time.

            After getting our bags, we went to where a bunch of guys loaded or bags on top of our bus/car. They taught us some Swahili:

               Mambo/Jambo- hello

                 Asante- thank you

             Asante sana- thank you very much

We arrived at our home probably around 11 PM and had dinner. It was amazing! It was a buffet of pasta, chicken, breads,  fruit, vegetables, sauce, juices, and a bunch of other stuff that just made it a great meal. And our guides, Peter and Erin told us that every meal was going to be like that.


Sleeping: I roomed with Sarah, Lindsey, Kylee, and Claire in the room called Mnazi, which means coconut. We have mosquito nets hanging around our beds for protection. As I tried to sleep, hearing bugs paranoid me and I got really itchy all over my arms and legs. I ended up falling asleep around 1:30 and I woke up at 2:20 thinking it was morning because the last 50 minutes of sleep felt like hours more. I struggled falling back asleep because it was incredibly hot inside and my sleeping bag was making me sweat. I would have gotten out of it but I was still paranoid about the bugs biting me. Literally every hour I woke up in the same hot situation. By the time 6 AM rolled around, I really was not going to fall asleep again. At 6:30 I heard footsteps so I decided to get up and shower. The water was so incredibly cold but it felt good afterwards when I was “clean.”


June 13

Breakfast was really good; we had pancakes and eggs along with fruit and juices. At 9:30 we walked to church and it took about and hour to get there because we kept stopping to wave to the children and families that looked at us like we were aliens (because we kind of are to them.) As we were walking, a herd of children came running screaming “white people” in Swahili. These children in Africa are simply beautiful. They have great skin and always have smiles on their faces. All of the people here are really welcoming and everyone says “Jambo” to us, we usually say it first to make the awkward moment of them staring at us a little more relaxed.


Church: Church was really interesting even though I understood literally nothing. Everyone sang, spoke long speeches, and danced to certain songs. We as a group got up and sang the first verse of “Amazing Grace” twice. It was a great experience to see how these people do their church services.


We had a Swahili lesson after church. I learned:

              Father- baba

                  Mother- mama

               Sister- dada

                  Brother- kaka

                   Uncle- mjomba


  Shikamoo- a term used while saying hello to someone older respectfully

    Habari ya asubuhi- how are you?

   Nzuri- I’m fine


                           Nimesimama- I’m standing up

                          Simama- stand

                          Nimeka- I’m sitting

                         Ka- sit down


                            Naomba kalam- request/ask

                            Chukua- take it

                            Book- kitabu

                            Pen- kalamu

                            Bowl- bakuli

                            Plate- sahani


We went on a 1.5 hour exploration in groups of 3-4 but we all ended up at the soccer field about half a mile down the road. The guys were playing Frisbee with some kids and the girls were playing soccer with a bunch of other kids. Two little girls, one who I didn’t know her name and the other named Vera, would not let go of me. It was really cute. Sadly, they tried talking to me and I had no idea what they were saying. They and their friends tried on my sunglasses and got a kick out of it. After spending the time with them, we tried leaving, but they literally wouldn’t let go of me. So we all just started walking saying we’d be back tomorrow to play more.


June 14

We started working on the water trenches today. It was probably 75-80 degrees in the morning so it wasn’t too bad until afternoon rolled around and the temperature rose to a number to make us all sweat like cows.


Cade put a cricket in my bed while I was in it. Not cool. I’m still not sure if it got out.

I’ve had a headache for 2 days; pretty much since we arrived.

After working long hours during the day, we explored for about an hour with our cameras and I focused my pictures on the children.

June 15

We finally finished our second day of work, ending our portion of the project and everyone is complaining about being sore, including me. While working, we saw 2 monkey-like animals in a tree. Sadly, it was probably the highlight of the whole project. Somehow in the last day or so, I developed a red bumpy rash on my hands, arms, and neck. I’m glad it’s not too itchy except for my neck.

Every time the children see a mob of white people walking up the road, a stampede comes to attack us with hugs and they all start walking with us, no matter where we’re going. And they never let go of my hands. It’s cute of course, but it gets annoying when you’re trying to go to work with the group and you get stuck behind because all of the kids stop you and cannot walk as fast. And I can’t tell them I have to go because they don’t speak English. Oh well. They make great pictures because they love getting their pictures taken and looking at the camera. I don’t know how to say smile in Swahili, but I know laugh is “sheka” so I just say that when I want them to smile and they actually all start laughing.

I’ve learned a lot of more Swahili words, but too many to type. But my favorite is “lala,” which means sleep. And that’s what I’m going to go do. The end for today.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Last day of class in H-town

So it's the last day in class, meaning we leave the day after tomorrow. Legit eh? I'm so excited and obviously nervous, but so are some other people going so it's all good.
Gracias madre for letting me go on this trip!! And for paying for it along with all the other stuff I had to buy for it. I'll bring you something interesting.
Even though I took photography all of senior year, this is so much better... duhhh. Everything we're learning in the class I've already learned so I guess I'm just helping a bunch of people with their stuff and finishing mine in my own time. No worries.
So this trip is going to kick up my communications/photography major at University of Denver in the fall. What a sweet portfolio I'll walk in with! Woohoo!
Blogs are weird and awkward if you haven't noticed.
Oh and hello to the ladies at the front desk! haha
Lets GOOOOOOOO already!!!!!

...and I can't play guitar. But I like the picture. But don't worry, I took the pic.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

This is one of my awesome cameras. But i'm not taking it to Africa because I'm taking the camera I took this picture with :) yup.