Category Archives: Africa

Location: Rhotia, TZ

Home Stay and Tarangire National Park Expedition! Week 4

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Wednesday, I woke up at 6:15 AM to help cook breakfast in the morning. Breakfast was at 7:30 and we were scheduled to leave camp at 8 AM to go spend a full day with our home stay families! Costa was our driver who took us to meet Mama Koleta, our home stay mama. We only drove about 1 km down the road from our camp and our home stay family came to meet us at the land cruiser. We told our driver, Costa that we could just walk home at 5 PM, when our day with our guest families was over. The father greeted us at the vehicle and walked us to his home. He was very nice and spoke excellent english, (to my surprise). Their home was beautiful! The family had a home made from concrete (surprisingly kind of big), an “outdoor” kitchen made from sticks and mud, and a separate smaller area where they kept rocks formed like a stove and wood for fires to cook. They also had a pretty nice chicken coop made from sticks. The family had a dog and chickens. Kittens from the neighbors’ house also came over to play.

We sat down in the living room with the family and they all introduced themselves. The mama’s side of the family was from Kilimanjaro and two of her sister’s kids were staying with them, and then the father was from Karatu, and they had 3 kids. One was too young for school and the other two had to walk 7 km to Kilematembo to go to school.. which is crazy! The niece gave us a kanga to wear over our clothes, so they didn’t get dirty. Normally, all women wear kangas. In the morning, we cooked breakfast with them.We had chapatis and chai (tea). I helped prepare the chapatis. We sat down in their kitchen and had water brought to us to wash our hands over a bowl. 
After breakfast, we walked to the fields to help harvest pigeon peas. The father had us break off the whole stock of dried pea pods and stack them in a pile. After about 45 minutes of harvesting, they gathered strips of leaves from a plant and tied them together to make a rope. They put the ropes underneath each stacks of pea stalks and tied each one into a bundle. The women and little boy began carrying the bundles back on their heads. The father gave Sam and I one small bundle to carry back together. I saw how much the little boy was struggling with the heavy bundle, so I asked if I could carry it. I honestly struggled a bit trying to get it on my head but his sister helped me. When we were getting closer to the house, I noticed that she gave her brother her bundle and proceeded to take the bundle I was carrying back on my head. I reassured her that I was fine carrying it back, and we both laughed, then she took hers back from her brother. The father carried my camera for me, so I wouldn’t get it dirty and he even got my picture when we got back to the house. Carrying that bundle back on my head, I realized how hard these tribal women have to work. Sometimes, they have to carry heavy buckets of water back on their head for kilometers. It was fun for me since I got to try it out.
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Mama Koleta’s niece was the girl I spent a decent amount of time helping. She spoke some english and taught me words like spoon (mwiko), plate (sahani), knife (kisu), pan (sufuria), bucket (ndoo), water (maji), and to wash (kuosha). She was very nice and I laughed with her a lot. I enjoyed her company, and I truly believe she enjoyed mine, even if there was a bit of a language barrier at points. We didn’t even have to speak much to laugh. She was great! Mama Koleta also tried to teach me a few Swahili words and sentences. She always told us “pumzika,” which means rest. They also wanted us to rest. I enjoyed it, but I also liked helping too.
Three of the kids were sitting outside on some rocks in front of the chicken coop. I asked to take their pictures. I gave each one of them my camera to take a picture of me with them all. They enjoyed using it, and I think the father liked that I let them use my camera to take pictures. They were pretty young, but very well behaved kids. They didn’t seem to play much while we were there though. It was definitely kind of weird, but kind of nice too. Although, I wouldn’t have minded playing some games with them.
We helped cook lunch when we got back. We made a pretty big lunch. We used the food that we brought with us to the family, because we aren’t allowed (and shouldn’t) be eating their food or drinking their water. We made a lot of rice; ugali; a cabage, onion, cooking oil and tomato dish; pigeon peas and beef. I chopped the onions and tried helping stir the ugali (which was interesting–you’d have to know what UGALI is to understand). There was a lot of food, and all of it was good! We went and set outside, and then Mama Koleta’s niece brought us all water to wash our hands and a delicious sliced up papaya from the tree in their back yard. This was the papaya that made me actually LOVE papaya. It was delicious. All of us just kind of relaxed for a while.
We got the chance to talk to the father and ask him some questions. He was very nice and very helpful. He told us some random information. We talked about school, his life, and crops, etc. He said his family has hosted 11 SFS student groups, which is awesome! They were great people! He told us that normally in a good year, he’ll plant mixed crops of maize, beans, and pigeon peas all at once. He told us that he pays about $300 USD a year/child for his kids to just go through primary/secondary school. I think that is crazy! I do understand that in the U.S., taxes are always paid to schools, but seeing the cost of schooling here makes me think. No wonder some families struggle to send their kids to school. Most kids only make it through primary school, and never make it to secondary school, either because they can’t afford it, because they failed their exams, or they chose not too continue with school. He also told us that he worked at a lodge as a host to tourists. He told us that he built his beautiful concrete-like home when he was working at the lodge. The kitchen and cooking area (both have dirt floors) was built before he worked at the lodge. He lost his job when a bandit broke his arm at work. He also sustained other problems after this injury too. The money he had saved up for his kids had to be used for his medical bills. His family still gets the money for his kids to finish school though, because they want a good life for their kids. He didn’t own any livestock, besides chickens, but he told us that they sell their crops as an income. The father wasn’t sure where the bags of pigeon peas went but he knew that once he sold them, they were shipped somewhere. He also told us that when he was employed, he learned how to use a computer and printer. He also did really well when it came to using my camera, and he looked interested in learning more. We also learned that when he was working, the average income was 45,000 TSH (Tanzanian shillings), and now it is 200,000-250,000 TSH, which is significantly better.
After we finished relaxing, we went for a little walk around the house and the father showed us all his plants and trees. I gave the niece my camera to take pictures. She enjoyed it. The father took my camera a few times too to take pictures. He showed us papaya, lemon, avacado, banana, tomato trees, and much more. He showed us his section where he was trying to grow trees to sell. I can’t remember all the trees he said, but I do remember eukalyptus, which is exotic in Africa. When we walked around the house, Mama Koleta was already beginning to harvest the pigeon peas from their pods. She had a wooden bat and was continuously hitting the pea stalks. Peas were flying everywhere, but the harvesting method was much more efficient than sitting down and opening each pod to collect the peas. It was fun to watch, so I had to try. I was no where near as good as Mama Koleta or her niece at harvesting the peas, but it was fun. We all laughed together. After all pods seemed to be broken, we gathered the pigeon pea stalks and sat down to go through the stalks and find any peas that we missed. The peas that were thrown on the ground from the “pea stalk beating” were picked up and thrown in the pea pile. Any green pigeon peas were collected for the family to cook, but the hardened white/brown peas were to be sold. 
At one point, the niece chased a kitten out of the house, and the father laughed and told us that all animals fight for fitness. He laughed again and said that they were trying to take the “wazungu’s food.” It was interesting to hear him say that animals fight to be the fitest, because we talk a lot about that at school. He kept saying that animals have to fight for fitness to live and to be strong. I just laughed and agreed. 
After we were done, we sat outside on small stools and did the dishes in a larger pot on the ground. Then we relaxed and I noticed Mama Koleta’s niece washing laundry, so I went over to help her out. The father took more pictures of me helping with laundry too. After, he asked if we wanted to have some tea and relax. We were all for it. We sat on the porch and drank tea until it was time to go. At the end, I put my camera on a timer and got all of our pictures. I enjoyed how Mama Koleta and even her niece smiled for the camera. Mama Koleta had a great big smile though. It was great, because I’ve noticed that most people here don’t seem to smile for pictures. The family was so sweet, and the home stay was such a humbling experience. We went outside their gate and met the SFS students next door who walked home with us. The father, son, and niece walked us home on a path that we never knew about. The son took my backpack for me, which I carried my camera bag. They took us to the SFS gate and shook our hands, and even welcomed us back! 🙂 We are going to get pictures printed here and take them back, so they can have them. What an amazing experience with an amazing family!
Thursday, we went to the Mswakini Juu community to interview some local Maasai people about human-wildlife conflicts. It was actually a really fun and interesting survey. Our guide’s name was Stanley. He translated for us and was super cool too! Only thing that was not so pleasant was walking a few hours from where we were supposed to meet at the end of our interviews. We ended up walking further and waiting on the main road for the group. We still had a good time though and a pretty excellent survey group too! The tribe people that we surveyed often said “Karibu tena!” which means “welcome again” in Swahili. We were all exhausted after this day, of course! I also found Tribulus terrestris–goatheads in my shoes. They haunt me! They are all over New Mexico, where I spent my summer working. Now, I find them here!
Friday, we had one class of Wildlife Ecology in the morning and then prepped for our expedition to Tarangire National Park beginning Saturday. We were scheduled to leave by 7:30 AM on Saturday!
Saturday, we started with elephant observations. Our assignment for the morning was to observe 6 groups of elephants and note stress and behavior of all elephants we came across. It was an amazing experience having the chance to observe elephants in the wild (again) and observing them was honestly a touching experience. In Tarangire National Park, there are about 3,000 elephants, which is a little over 1 elephant per 1 km2 in the park. We finished around 12:30 and went to a picnic area in the park for lunch. Here, there were a bunch of crazy vervet monkeys. While, standing at a large picnic table, I watched a monkey run over to our table, jump on the table, grab a package of cookies (still wrapped in plastic) and take off. Then, 5 minutes later, we looked at one of our SFS vehicles and there was a monkey sitting in the passenger seat eating someone’s food. I admit, I thought it was hilarious. Someone left the window and roof open in the Land Cruiser. When someone walked over to scare the monkey away, it jumped out of the roof carrying Pringles in its hands. Haha! It stole half of someone’s Pringles and happened to be eating the driver’s orange in the front seat. It was hilarious, but also kind of sad because the reason these monkeys act this way is due to people feeding them, and they expect people to feed them. After we ate lunch, we went on a game drive with our professor (Christian). We saw quite a few eland in the park, which is rare to see. We saw a bunch of zebras and wildebeest. This was the first time I had noticed in three different groups that there was one lone wildebeest hanging out with a group of zebra. I also saw one zebra hanging with a wildebeest herd, which was interesting. Zebras and wildebeest are often seen together, because zebras will feed on taller, harder grasses and wildebeests prefer shorter, softer grasses. It is beneficial for wildebeest to follow zebra herds, because zebras in a way, “prepare grasses” for other species such as wildebeest. We saw a lone baby elephant wondering the swampy meadow. He was definitely lost and was only about 2 years old. It was very sad. There was a large group of elephants far out in the distance, but all this little guy/girl was doing was walking up and down the swampy meadow, looking lost. When we drove back past it, the baby elephant was bathing itself with water, and seemed a little better.. but still it was a sad moment to experience. I only hope the baby found its mom. Earlier, I saw a young wildebeest calling for its mother. It was still in a group of wildebeest, it just happened to have lost its mother in the large herd. It called for a while, but when it saw our land cruiser, it stopped and stared at us until we drove away. Poor thing. Hope that baby found its mother too. We saw other species such as warthogs, giraffes, banded mongoose, and more! I even saw my first ‘big’ carnivores– a black-backed jackal, three sub-adult male lions, and a leopard!! It was a great day! I couldn’t believe we saw a leopard! This is the animal that I had most wanted to see during my time in Africa. My favorite African animal. It was beautiful. I got very lucky! The leopard was hanging out in a tree (surprisingly close to the lions we saw first) about 400 meters from the road. I was surprised how little leopards are. Before we left, it climbed up higher in the tree. I am extremely happy with this sighting! I even got some pictures!
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Sunday, we did our first animal count in the park. My car got to venture up on top of a mountain in the park, which was awesome. We got a great view of the park, but were unfortunately attacked by tsetse flies a lot in the park on this animal count. Tsetse flies are flies that suck blood, and cause sleeping sickness, especially to livestock. We counted animals from the size of a mongoose (egyptian, banded, dwarf) to as big as an elephant, and one bird–the ostrich. After our animal count, we drove to Tarangire Safari Lodge, which is in the park. Here, I took pictures of the wildlife at the lodge and at the overlook, and then went swimming in the lodge pool. In the evening, we went for a game drive. We saw zebras, one lion, wildebeest, cape buffalo, elephants, ostriches, and even drove a road where one side was the park and the other side, cattle were grazing. Goes to show that there isn’t much of a barrier between national parks and human life.
Monday, we conducted our second animal count in Manyara Ranch Conservancy. Although, we surprisingly saw less animals in the conservancy than our professor expected us too. We went back to camp for lunch and hung around until 3. The camp site workers were draining water from a hose in the back of the camp site (I have no idea why they were), and I saw quite a few birds bathing and drinking the water, so I decided to take my camera back there to get some pictures. I then attempted to fall asleep in my 300 degree tent, and did for about 20 minutes. I heard people talking about snakes, so I only assumed that they found one! So, I jumped up, grabbed my camera, and went out to see if/what they had found. They did find a snake. It was a common house snake (Lycodon capucinus). My first snake seen in Africa! Lastly,we had a lecture in the GIS lab in Tarangire National Park. We learned about the park, local community, and wildlife issues. At night, I star gazed. The African sky is unbelievably beautiful.
Tuesday, we were scheduled to survey the local community members in Buruge village in the morning from around 9 to 11. We met our guides at the Burunge Wildlife Management Area office. Our guide told me that he was going to school to be a nurse. We interviewed local tribes on natural resource use–mostly firewood use. We went back to camp and ate lunch, then hung around camp until 3 for our bush walk. At 3, we left camp for a walk through the wildlife cooridor led by Maasai people from the camp. We walked about 8-10 km round trip. On our trip, we met some escapee baby goats who decided to chase us down the hill, “baaing” at us the whole way. It was so cute, we could barely resist wanting to take them home. They followed us for a little while, then stopped under a tree and began foraging. They weren’t far from another large group of goats. Besides goats, we found a baby zebra skeleton (sadly), which could have been poached or died of disease. We also found the trail of big python across the sand, which was absolutely awesome. I would love to see a python while here, but we are pretty positive that’s not going to happen. When we stopped walking, we saw ostriches in the distance. At the end of the night, I went out with a group to take photos using a slow shutter speed on a camera and glow sticks. 
Wednesday was our final day on expedition. My tent woke up around 6:30 to pack up our things and our tent. We ate breakfast at 7:30 and then went to have a lecture in the field led by our Environmental Policy and Wildlife Management professors concerning who should manage wildlife. We then went to the Burunge Wildlife Management Area (WMA) office to speak with the manager of the WMA. He only spoke Swahili, so our teacher translated for us. Afterwards, we had a debrief on our trip at the WMA office and ate lunch. We got in the vehicles and went to an overlook of Burunge lake and land, took some pictures and drove to the lake. The ranger that was with us showed us a large rock that people had made a game called “Munkala.” I have never even heard of it, but a lot of people knew what it is. Afterwards, we stopped at a woven basket shop. I bought a cute basket and a few woven bracelets. On the way to Mto wa Mbu, we saw wildebeest walking north on the wildlife corridor. Our professor was very surprised. He stated that is only the second time that he noticed them using one of the actual migration routes. He also pointed out the mountain that they were making their way too in migration. Wildebeest migration is awesome! When we got to Mto wa Mbu, we stopped at the convenience store to get ice cream and snacks for camp! So, I spent more money than I had planned but it was worth it. When we got back, I showered and did the massive amount of laundry that I had. After dinner, we decided to watch The Lion King. The Lion King gets me every time. I love the movie. I have to say, I was happy to still see a room full of 20 year olds get choked up when Mufasa dies. We may be growing up, but we are still kids at heart! Not to mention, who doesn’t get choked up during this movie!?
Mufasa: “The way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it.”

Location: Rhotia, TZ

Moyo Hill Camp–Week 3!

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 Wednesday, we had the opportunity to interview two wildlife poachers from the local area! When we heard that we were interviewing poachers, we honestly couldn’t believe it. We didn’t understand how our wildlife program set up a way for us to speak with poachers, but they told us that they have been doing it for a few years now. Kind of crazy. We had a few hours of lecture in the field, and then the poachers came to meet us. We had a list of questions prepared. Here are 10/28 questions we asked the poachers. Although some of the answers don’t directly match up to the questions. We wrote down how they answered each question. Just a sample of the questions.

1. Social stigma?
Called criminals or thiefs/thugs when riding by on their motorcycles. Maasai call them wildlife thieves.

2. Do you hunt individually or as a group?
3-4 people

3. Objective/motivation for poaching?
Quick money, employment, their source of income.

4. How much money is made monthly/yearly?
Some people in the group either just want the meat, but some want to money. Averages for Thompson’s Gazelle is 30,000 (roughly $18), Wildebeest is 200,000 (roughly $121), and giraffe is 400,000 (roughly $242).

5. What do you hunt with?
Snaring has become an outdated technique. They mostly chase animal while they are on a motorcycle and spear it when they get close enough.

6. How often do they hunt?
About every 3 days, but it is driven by the demand for the money. They don’t own homes. They only rent. Money goes quick.

7. Hunting success?
Success rate is 3/5 outings. They are successful 40% of the time. 

8. When did they start?
One started hunting when he finished primary school (13-14 years ago).

9. Most common animals killed/poached?
Grant’s gazelle, Thompson’s gazelle (pretty small) but still poached, Impala, Lesser Kudu. Most animals that like large grazing areas, because they are easy to access. 

10. Zebras and wildebeest are most commonly killed in area, why weren’t they mentioned?
During day, they poach using motor bikes. Zebras and wildebeest are most commonly killed in the day. At night, they park bikes and blind/daze animals with lights, then attack. Impala, Grant’s gazelle most commonly poached at night.

 Later on, I finished up my olive baboon research paper, and turned it in.

Thursday, I did my laundry by hand for the first time (besides a few random things I’ve had to hand wash at home). This is different though. I used two buckets. One to wash and one to rinse. To save space in my luggage, I brought a toothbrush as my scrub brush, so the job was quite tedious. It isn’t bad though. After I finished I hung them up to dry and went to lunch. In the afternoon, we had a few classes and then another field class. This time, we were going to the same pasture we did a scat survey near Lake Manyara to conduct a pasture grasses survey. We learned Couch grass (Cynodon dactylon), Odyssea jaegeri, Sporobolus spicatus, and Cyperus sp. and then began our survey. The grass was grazed over to ground level, because there are large groups of livestock and some wildlife that graze in this conservancy area. So, I thought it would’ve been hard identifying the grasses, but it got much easier as we went along. One group found the skull (with horns) of a Cape buffalo. Last time, I was in the pasture, I found the hoof of a zebra.

Friday, we had a pretty good and somewhat short day. We had a guest lecture in the morning from a local teacher. She was from the IRAWQ tribe. She taught us about education, daily activities in the life of an IRAQW person, and a woman’s duties in a family. It seems crazy how much women have to do for a family and for herself. She taught us a few things and tried to help prepare us for our homestay that we will have next week! In the afternoon, we had another guest lecture from our program president who spoke about his work on the distribution of African lions. After these two great lectures, I did some homework in the morning, went for a run in the evening, finished laundry, relaxed outside until dinner, and finished season 2 of Game of Thrones to end my night. 

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Saturday, we woke up and ate breakfast and then some of went immediately to the community service project that we signed up for. I signed up to read books to children at a local orphanage. Others signed up for either construction on a pit toilet for the local school or Project Rhotia. I didn’t have to leave until 9:30. I brought my “Bats” book along to read to the children. We got there at 10 and read with them until about 11:40. It went pretty quick, and it was a lot of fun. The two boys I read to were Danny and Jovita. Kiri, one of our SAMs told us that this was one of the best orphanages in the area. The owners are danish people from the Netherlands. They came to TZ and built a lodge and a children’s home. They are essentially across from each other, but the lodge is more hidden. They pay for the kids in the orphanage to attend school. They also have a bakery where they make bread and sell it locally. These profits go towards the kids’ school fees. They invited us to their lodge for coffee and tea.. I was all for it.. everyone was! So, we drove over afterwards and talked to them for about an hour. They have two dogs and cats at their tented lodge. They also showed us their garden. It was a very beautiful and relaxed place. We learned that most other orphanages in the area do take all donations for themselves and do not actually care for the children. This place was different. The people were good and the coffee was great! I am definitely going back. The coffee they had was from Gibb’s Coffee Farm down the road, which we will be visiting sometime.. AND I CANNOT WAIT!

Coming back from the orphanage and lodge, I was very thoughtful. I was trying to brainstorm how I can make enough money to just continue traveling when I get home and after college is over. I think I’ll still be trying to find jobs that are out of state, but I want to do more international travel. So many people here at SFS have traveled abroad, and this is only my first time! The main reason is due to money restraints, but I hope to continue traveling internationally from this point-on.

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Sunday was a blast! It was our non-program day. In the morning, I made a batik at a batik artist’s house/studio! For anyone who doesn’t know what a batik is, it’s a method of waxing different sections of cloth to add different colors. I made an elephant batik, and also bought a batik with Mt. Kilimanjaro in the background and silhouettes of trees and wildlife in the foreground. Around 1, we made our way into Karatu, where everyone was either at Happy Days Pub or Kudu Lodge. I spent about an hour at Happy Days Pub, and then went to Kudu Lodge to swim and hang out by the poolside bar. It was a perfect day to swim. The weather was hot and sunny. Kudu Lodge ended up being a great time. Before I left, I had a latte.. and it was amazing! I made some new friends, who happened to be the bartenders, but they were great. Very friendly! Overall, I don’t think there was a person at Kudu Lodge who had a bad day. We were all very happy. When I got home, I hung out with everyone, and attempted to slackline. I ate dinner and then spent a lot of time laying in the hammock. Ended my night by having a good chat with a friend here, and then talking to my sister and niece. Excellent night!

Monday came too soon. Although, surprisingly classes didn’t start until 10, I didn’t really get a great nights sleep, because my back had been bothering me, and continued to bother me all day. Most of Monday was dedicated to our Environmental Policy class. We had to present a research article to the class. The research paper ended up being on grass–whoopie! The presentation went ok though, even though I wasn’t feeling well, and would have rather been laying in bed. 

Tuesday, we ended up having only one class, and it was Swahili. All we did was get together with a group, and create a script using our Swahili. My group and I made a script for at the market. Everyones’ script was very funny, and we actually had a great time creating them! Since the rest of classes were cancelled for the day, I spent my day working on my research paper about giraffe foraging behavior. At 3, I went to the local school to meet the 5th grade class that my group and I would be teaching for an hour, once or twice a week. Well, that’s at least what we thought.. we pretty much got thrown in the classroom, and were expected to have something for the class. Thankfully, we had a few back up plans. First, we played pictionary on the chalk board. The kids spoke english pretty well, and were also great spellers and drawers. Then, we read a book to the class of about 31 students. We sang ‘head, shoulders, knees and toes’ with the whole class. And then decided to break up the class into groups of 5 and read them books in individual groups. I had a pretty good group. The boys in my group knew english and even helped me read the book. I read two books to my group. One was “Why Mosquitoes Buzz in People’s Ears” and “Clifford.” They enjoyed both books. Now, I am wondering what we will teach them next time? Tonight, we celebrated another birthday, my banda mate’s birthday, actually! We also gathered things like soap, flour, sugar, salt, vegetables, and vegetable oil. Tomorrow, we have our first home stay with an IRAQW family from 8 AM to 5 PM. I will fill you all in on how that goes next week! Hoping it goes well!


Location: Rhotia, TZ

Moyo Hill Camp– Week 2!

This week, Tanzania got really REAL. Like I mentioned in my last post, we went to Lake Manyara National Park on Monday and Tuesday. On Wednesday, we had a field lecture a few kilometers from our camp. We drove to Elephant Hill, where elephants are actually no longer found. Our lecture was based around human-wildlife conflict and the influence that the locals have on the land. We learned that elephants don’t use this land anymore, because there is no forest corridor to allow them to reach this area. When one stands at an overlook of the valley in this area, it is very clear that humans prevail. Although still beautiful, the areas are no longer natural forests. Most of what is seen is open landscape or agriculture. Some of the Ngorongoro Crater forest can be seen from the soccer field by our camp, and if we drive 6-8 km down the road, we can overlook the Lake Manyara National Park forest. This is great, but like we’ve learned, the locals graze their cattle, sheep, and goats just about everywhere here, even in illegal areas, like national parks and conservancies. Most areas are overgrazed and the vegetation cannot grow back fast enough to support wildlife and livestock. Here, the government owns the wildlife, and the locals do not like that. Often animals such as lions, elephants and rhinos are poached in East Africa, but these aren’t the only animals poached here. Sometimes wildlife is poached, because locals are trying to retaliate against the government for land or hunting restrictions, or because locals retaliate against wildlife that kill their livestock. Sometimes, wildlife is poached, because people want valuable things that animals have, like the ivory tusks on an elephant. Often, poaching is used as a way to access bush meat, which is sold for money or eaten. 

On last Wednesday, we were informed that we would be having a traditional Tanzanian goat roast on Friday to officially welcome us to the community. Kiri, our Student Affairs Manager (SAM) informed us that the entire process of the goat roast would be done at our camp. Our SAMs encouraged us to watch the whole process, because it is important in the Tanzanian culture and that as meat eaters, we should see and understand the process. I didn’t really think a whole lot about it until Friday, when I had decided to watch the process. Although, not something that I was particularly crazy about, because I love the cute little fluffy goats that we see running around, I also knew that it was a way of life for all, here (and everywhere). Honestly, it was quite a real experience for me, even though I have been exposed to things like it before. On Wednesday, a few of us visited a school program known as Project Rhotia. Students dedicated to learning come here after (actual) school to learn english and computer skills (surfing the internet, Microsoft Excel, Word, etc.). The kids were great! We only went there to meet them, but then we ended up teaching them songs like ‘head, shoulders, knees, and toes’ or ‘the itsy bitsy spider.’ They taught us an even better song in english about mountains and they even had a dance for it, They are great kids, and I’ve decided to dedicate some time to helping them learn english and computer skills. In turn, they are going to help me with Swahili!
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Thursday, we went into the field to conduct a scat survey. We went to plains next to Lake Manyara and conducted scat transects with the help of Maasai men. There are many Maasai tribes in this area. Although, Tanzania is a Swahili speaking country, Maasai have their own language but normally know Swahili as well. The words we had to know to communicate with the Maasai men were engine (goat), engerry (sheep), engiteng (cow), osikiria (donkey), orngojine (hyena), oloitoko (zebra), engoli (Thompson’s gazelle). enguili (impala), and orkimosorok (wildebeest). The man on the left was helping us identify the scat for our survey. We had a great time! At the end of our transect, we walked to Lake Manyara and viewed thousands and thousands of flamingos. First wild flamingos I have ever seen (and in thousands)! Thursday was a great day, until I figured out that someone had stole my bank card number, and the only way for me to cancel the card was to call. Thankfully, my sister cancelled it for me, and I have to buy minutes to put on someone’s tracphone to call the states and try to get my money back. It was very annoying, but at least it was taken care of on Friday.
We celebrated a student’s birthday on Friday. They have awesome birthday evenings here. After dinner, the cook staff and a few others will come together. The lights in the dining hall are shut off, and they come in singing/chanting an awesome song in Swahili carrying small branches from trees that they wave around while dancing. The way they sing and harmonize is absolutely amazing. As they dance around the dinning hall, they gather students into the dancing circle and we join in. It is so much fun, plus, there’s CAKE! 
On Saturday, for our Environmental Policy class, we were put in groups of four and dropped off in a village to survey local people. At first, we were a little worried, but they had a translator for us and he walked around with us, and confronted all of the residents for us. We ended up having a ton of fun! The people here are so nice! They are nothing like American people. All of them answered our questions. Everyone we asked questions too were apart of either the IRAQW or Maasai tribes, we believed. The first family we visited were very nice. They invited us into their home and offered to let us try their local alcohol that they make from maize. We declined, of course. Before we left, a mother tried to give us her youngest son, probably 3 years old. We laughed and she laughed with us, but she was serious. Our translator told us that she most likely tried to give him to us because she could not afford to send him to school when it was time, and she has other kids to support. We were also told that some people in the village believed that we were there to take the land. Most people were very nice and cooperative. Most of the time, everyone in the area was staring at us, and they don’t always look like the friendliest people, but often, they are cooperative and helpful. 
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Sunday was our free day! Most people went and explored Mto wa Mbu and either did a morning hike, knife painting class or bike ride. I got lucky enough that I got to tag along with a professor and a student who is conducting camera trap studies. I went along to help take notes and set up the cameras. We went to Manyara Ranch, picked up a ranger, who had a gun with him, and went on our way into the bush. We saw a ton of wildlife! Things we saw were: dik-dik, kudu, impala, giraffes, elephants, banded mongoose, wildebeest, an owl, eland, a secretary bird, a spotted hyena, weavers, a deceased leopard turtle’s shell and a ground nesting bird’s nest. I had a great time! We also saw the skeleton of a poached elephant from 2011. Sidenote–after 2011, more rangers were implemented into the area and elephants haven’t been poached there since then.. hopefully it stays that way! 
Monday, we started our second and a half week of classes. We had a paper due Wednesday on baboon behavior, so I spent the next few evenings trying to finish it up. Tuesday, we got to do a birding exercise! My favorite exercise, yet! Added some new birds to my life list too. 🙂

Location: Rhotia, TZ

Week 1–Moyo Hill Camp!

On September 1, I began my journey by driving to New York from Pennsylvania at 5:00 AM. I had begun my first journey out of the states. I met others in my program at JFK International Airport in New York, where we flew to Amsterdam Airport Schiphol together and took a connecting flight to Mt. Kilimanjaro National Airport. We arrived at 7:45 PM (East Africa time zone) on September 2, where it was already dark. By the time we received our visas and found our drivers, it was nearing 9:30 PM. The drive to our camp is 3 hours from the airport, but we were informed that we would only drive one hour to Arusha where we would stay in a hotel.

Our first drive through Tanzania at night was already very different The steering wheel in the Land Cruiser is on the right side and Tanzanians drive on the opposite side of the road that Americans do. The landscape was so dark and when there was light, there were little villages/towns with people standing by the road or inside homes after 10 PM. Many were walking along the roads in pure darkness and there were a lot of motorcycle drivers along the roads too. As we continued, I watched the trees and open landscape pass by. I also noticed that Tanzanians continuously flash their lights and will flash their turn signals when passing drivers in the other lane at night. We arrived at the hotel, received the keys to our rooms and ate our first Tanzanian dinner. Our first night in Tanzania had begun!
The next morning, we ate breakfast and gathered our things, and then we went on to exchange money. Before we reached the gates to our camp, we drove through a small village where children playing outside were clearly very happy to see us. They smiled and waved to us while we drove by. We arrived at our camp around noon. The entrance with giraffes and lions and elephants painted on it opened up, and we entered our new home for the next three months.
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Our small camp (or campus) is welcoming and pretty cozy actually. There are student and faculty bandas (translates to shed or barn in Swahili, but they are actually like little dorms), a classroom, a dining hall, a small library, a garage, and even faculty offices. The bandas have a bathroom, two bunk beds, and desks. I laugh when they call camp a “campus” because it really doesn’t seem like one at all. I am use to a large campus with about 45,000 students. Here there are 42 students and 30 faculty and staff members. Our camp is definitely a place for learning, but sometimes we have so much fun that we barely realize we are learning. 
On the first evening, I met my three roommates and got settled into our banda, Tembo (translates to ‘elephant’ in Swahili). I also went with some fellow classmates and watched some peers play soccer. Some local children were excited to see us. They immediately ran to us and gave us all high fives. They tried our sunglasses and hats on, and I even had two of the children braiding my hair. They loved getting their pictures taken (with or without us) and seeing themselves on the digital cameras.
The next few days involved a pretty straight forward schedule: breakfast at 7:30, classes begin at 8:00 AM, lunch at 12:00 PM, and we would complete classes around 5:00 PM. My current courses are: Introduction to Swahili, Techniques of Wildlife Management, Wildlife Ecology and Environmental Policy and Socioeconomic Values. In November, we will begin our directed research. I spent Wednesday though Saturday relaxing in our banda, playing games, attending classes, studying, watching The Game of Thrones at night with the group, practicing slacklining, and I even hiked up Moyo Hill to explore and take pictures. We are staying in the valley below Moyo Hill. 
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We have classes Monday through Saturday, and Sundays are our days off. We went on a hike to Elephant Cave and waterfall at the Ngorongoro Conservation Area down the road from us. It was short and beautiful one mile hike, where I saw my first baboon! Afterwards, we went to Happy Days Pub where they were playing American music (to my surprise). It was a great place to hang out and spend time with our new family and the pub cat, named “Paka” (translates to ‘cat’ in Swahili). Most of us then made it over to the monthly market in Karatu where we could practice our bargaining skills–oh boy! It was similar to a huge flea market, only the stands were very close together. There were shirts, shoes, fabrics, fruits, meats, dishes, crafts, livestock (cows, goats) and more. As soon as we exited our vehicle, people with backpacks were asking us to buy things. We proceed into the market and began shopping. I spent about an hour and a half looking around. I used some Swahili that I have learned in class to bargain, but I still have a lot of practicing to do. I bought two pieces of fabric to take to the tailor and a purse. It was a crazy but awesome experience! While we were walking back to our vehicles (and still being mobbed by locals selling things), we witnessed a small bull (cow) get loose from its owner and then the people begin to scatter. It was quite chaotic, but entertaining as well (because it wasn’t running in my direction). 
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We had our first field exercise outdoors at Lake Manyara National Park yesterday and continued it today. We went on game (wildlife) drives in a Land Cruiser. It was my first African safari! The first creatures were saw were olive baboons, and we soon learned that they were all over the park. I saw my first wild bush elephants, zebras, Masai giraffes, hornbills, warthogs, wildebeest, cape buffalo, impala, Thompson’s gazelle, hippopotamuses, and much more! We did not see lions, but we understand that at other parks, they are all over the place. The park we were able to visit these last few days is home to the “tree climbing lions.” Yesterday, three elephants (2 of the 3 are pictured above) walked within two feet of our safari vehicle. It was amazing! They walked right past us as if we weren’t even there. Two great first days in the field.. I cannot wait to see what is ahead!

Location: Karatu, TZ

Preparations and the Days at Home

It’s hard to believe that my African adventure is just around the corner. After I arrived home from my summer of surveying birds (Southwestern Willow Flycatchers and Yellow-billed Cuckoos) in New Mexico, I immediately began spending time with my family and friends. Over these last few weeks, I’ve spent my time relaxing, spending time with my family (especially my niece), catching up with some members of my Penn State family and some high school friends, hanging out with mother nature at my favorite state park in Pennsylvania, attempting to get things done at home, and packing for my trip. It’s been a great past few weeks, but I am excited to begin my three month journey in Tanzania. I am just about ready to go. I am mostly packed now. The main thing that I am worried about is making it to the airport on time. My family and I are definitely planning to leave pretty early, but I am worried about the drive to the airport. I am just hoping all goes well with traffic, etc! 


Location: State College, PA

Week 6

We just got back from Zanzibar! It was alright, I mean I loved the architecture, there’s history embedded in the town. For example, there was a war (45 minutes long, it was the world’s shortest one haha) that included the british attacking the sultan’s palace with a canon, so many of the buildings still have this black smokey residue on the side from it. Side note- the sultan was not the hottest interior designer. We go a tour of his palace, and it was full of the stuffy traditional furniture, it probably cost a fortune but I was a little disappointed in him- the man should have invested in some bean bags or something, his chairs were going to give people back problems. Anyway- stone town was cool, there was this huge outdoor evening market across from the old fort full of different food venders, we had a field day. Dinner was fruit, Zanzibar pizza (which is more like a giant egg roll), sugar cane juice, ginger tea, and popcorn- good meal. And there was the Zanzibar international film festival going on while we were there (ZIFF) which was cool. It’s all inside the old fort, they had the world cup playing on a projector screen, live music, and more venders inside. The artist for the evening was pretty bad… everyone loved him but we got there and were a bit skeptical… it was one of those bands where you listen for a few songs and realize that you were definitely supposed to be high during the concert because the music is slow and the man is singing songs that consist of the same 4 lines. BUT the world cup is awesome- I don’t know why Americans aren’t into it, puts the superbowl to shame. We saw the Germany-Ghana game which was amazing, ended up being a tie 2-2 but everyone was so into it. The Tanzanians are really pumped about any of the African teams

We spent the first two days in Kendwa rocks, a beach resort, which was nice but I’m not really that pumped about lying on the beach all day. I’m definitely the kind of person that likes to be doing things- the relaxed vacation feeling is definitely going away so I was a little antsy without much to do I’ll be ready to be in the states at the end of the week. But the view was beautiful- white sand and clear water. We also made some good friends, Sam and Tim were my favorites, they were this couple from Toronto, Canada that we ran into the first day. They quit their jobs and were travelling around Africa for 4 months before going back to their lives. I would love to get to do that, take off a summer and go see all of Europe or something with a group of friends there’s so much to see and people should take advantage of it. However it’ll take me a while to go back to Africa I think- I’m quite tired of sticking out so much. It’s been an amazing trip, but I’m bringing a bat next time I come back. We got way more attention from all the passing guys than I would ever want. Not that they made comments about the way you look like US guys do, but they all come up to you and ask about where you’re from, how you are, etc. which is fine. But it’s a new person every 4 minutes. Cousin Carolyn told me to act like I was crazy so people wouldn’t bother me when abroad- I should have worked on that a bit more before getting here.

Also. I now don’t like ferries. 2.5 hour ride. I got seasick. In case anyone was keeping track, I now no longer eat curry.

Notes:

  1. I found a whole wheat chapatti the other day, almost took a picture. Haven’t eaten whole wheat in the last 6 weeks so it was an exciting moment
  2. We got henna done and it’s like sharpie dark. So mom, when you see me- it’s not a tattoo
  3. mom I miss you too, but I’ll be home soon!

Location: Dar es Salaam, Tanzania

Week 5

It’s Sunday in Lushoto and the praying is extra loud today- it’s kind of comforting to hear the loud singing now (praying is 5 times a day- I remember reading about this is my religion class, I think it’s a Muslim practice) We just got back from our hike and we are exhausted. Lesson 1 from the weekend- when your Mom asks you if you need sneakers, you say yes and you bring them. Mom is always right. I just hiked like 30 something miles in what are now the saddest pair of knock-off keds I’ve ever seen. The second day I put a second pair of socks at the bottom to help cushion, but sneakers would have been pretty nice. I didn’t have a need for real shoes til now- so I guess it’s okay, but Mom gets a point there. The view was absolutely stunning though, we had 3 days and 2 nights. We hiked up to Mtae and then the Mkuzi waterfalls with some adventures thrown in there. Mtae is at the top of the world. Once we got up, you could look out over everything- I’ve never seen so much land. It was like I was looking at a dinosaur exhibit, before the humans came in and took over. We were going through the forest (regular and rainforest) all weekend, our guide Elvis found 21 Chameleons for us! he was hilarious, every time he found another (I think he was cheating… they look just like leaves you can’t see them from afar) he would tell us he found a gift for us in the bush. We stayed in a pretty nice convent the first weekend, in Rangu, which had delicious food. We ate so much because they made us veggies finally. And for lunhes we got homemade guacamole and chapatti (BEST meal I’ve had in Tanzania- I know how to make it now so everyone better get ready- I want to make it when I get back). The convent was about the same size as the town of Rangu, so in comparison it was really nice, but the mountains were so cold that we didn’t want to shower- the water coming off of me was brownish yellow today. I am a new person, I feel like I shed a layer of dirt. Mtae had a little hotel that was pretty sketchy- we woke up at 4 this morning to catch a bus to another town for more hiking.. so we all just took like a 2-hour nap (everyone is clean now! Our room has it’s own shower 😀 ). amazing weekend, we got to see everything. My joints and toes can prove it

Last week went well! I’m liking Lushoto a lot more now. We got to shadow a surgery Thursday- it was disgusting. But oh man did we learn a lot. It was meant to be just someone getting their appendix out- however once they got inside they realized that it wasn’t swollen and couldn’t have been the source of the pain (something I feel like you could figure out without surgery…) but then they saw the uterus (patient was a 15 year old female) it was up higher in the abdomen and pretty large (full of blood). They stitched her up and decided to go in from the vagina- but couldn’t because when they explored with their fingers they found a hard mass. Turns out her cervix didn’t have an opening for the menstrual blood, so it had all been stuck in the uterus. They had to cut the vaginal walls to dilate her and get it all out via aspiration- we will never be able to eat BBQ sauce again. There was about 2000 ml of fluid in there. So naturally it was pretty much the grossest thing I’ve ever seen, but much more interesting than a big appendix. She woke up a few times in the middle (of surgery and the vaginal exploring) and screamed like nothing I’d ever heard in my life- I wouldn’t want to ever hear that noise again. The anesthesiologist really took her time getting over to the patient and putting her down again, needless to say, there’s no malpractice insurance here. Maybe someone should consider it.

Shayo left- he’s one of the med students. They finished their assignment and I guess he didn’t care about shadowing in the hospital. We’re pretty happy to not have him here though- him and Daniel were frustrating, so this week will be better. It’s mostly just shadowing with Jacky since Daniel doesn’t get very involved. We leave Thursday to go back to Dar! The plan is a safari this next weekend, visiting NGOs next week for a few days, and then Zanzibar for a few days! I’m pumped.

Happy Father’s Day Dad! I love you and am so grateful that you were the Father I got- you did an amazing job raising Dan and I and I hope you did something fun today

going to Zanzibar for the weekend! we had a change of plans, but it looks like Marc, Sharmila, and I will leave for Zanzibar tomorrow morning and the nursing group will meet us on Friday- we’re pumped. It sounds like a ridiculous place, very touristy (and expensive) but there’s a film festival this weekend with live music and dancing and it’ll be great! after the 7 hour bus ride we need it.


Location: Lushoto, Tanzania

Week 4

     In Lushoto! And it’s cold. (Lushoto is built into the side of a mountain) I mean the area is absolutely stunning, you cannot find mountains so green and waterfalls like this in the States; but maybe a little bit more sun would be okay. I’ve been wearing pants, sneakers, a long sleeve and a sweatshirt every day! So glad I bought some extra things in Europe. We’re with Jacky, Daniel, and Shayo for the next 2 weeks in the hospital. Jacky is awesome, she’s spunky, independent and funny and we love her. Daniel and Shayo are very masochistic, so while they are interesting to talk to and certainly good people in many ways, their views on women make me want to hit them with a bat. Much of Tanzania believes that men are superior and that a good wife is one who bears children, doesn’t question her husband, and stays with him despite any flaws he might have. “Women are weak” Shayo told us. They should take their husband’s name and religion, he owns her. After having to explain that domestic abuse IS real and that yes it’s mostly men who are the abuser I was reaching my limit. So I am certainly learning a lot about the rest of the world and their thoughts… I’ll be a more patient person because of this trip.

                The food is better here, avocado passion juice with breakfast and spinach in lunch! Exciting shit. Also, the place were staying in has toilet paper, a toilet with a seat, AND a shower that is not also a toilet. However I definitel liked Kibiti better, the people and the climate was so much nicer.

                But I’m learning a lot about the healthcare system here. We’ll get to see a few surgeries and maybe a delivery, and the students are good at explaining all the diseases and the factors that go into them.

                Today we got a tour of the hospital and I was a bit surprised with what I found. I had expected to see conditions that weren’t as clean as I expected and to see a lack of resources and education but the way these things were displayed was different than what I pictured. For example, the hospital closes at 3:30 pm. At first I was just appalled. I’m sorry, but you cannot just close a hospital! It’s not a CVS- there are sick people in there and sick people outside. Apparently there’s a nurse who stays to check on patients and calls the doctor(s) back in if there’s a problem. After talking to the medical students about it, it made more sense. We began talking about lack of resources as the cause, so I thought that they meant a lack of money. Maybe as an American I tend to assume this is the problem. The students were saying that 40% of the medical students don’t go on to become medical doctors so there’s a lack of trained professionals to work in the area and that this is actually the main problem. Doctors work hard and while they’re respected and seen as prestigious, they’re not paid well for the amount of work they must do and that the primary education is so bad that not enough students are smart enough to even go to medical school. That seemed to confirm my earlier idea about everything stemming from education. It seems like a country’s education system is directly correlated with their success; an idea I had always understood and known but didn’t realize the extent until travelling to Tanzania.

                Something else that was cool to learn about was how the environment plays into the healthcare system. Daniel was telling me how a majority of the Kibiti population is Muslim. This means that they tend to want (and have) more children so family planning in that area is much more of a challenge than Christian areas. In Lushoto it’s usually muddy and since it’s on a hill the roads are steep, so one of the major problems seen in the male wards was fractures. Malaria was still a major concern in Lushoto even though there are less mosquitoes here since its cooler.

                Also- all of the students stress the importance of preventative medicine when you sit down and talk to them (something every nation could do a better job with). However, the students don’t follow these themselves! They were telling us how they rarely go see the dentist it’s only if there is a problem; and we watched them pile on the sugar and salt at meals. On top of this, I again assumed that there were not funds to support these efforts and that that is why it’s a problem, but again I was wrong. There are these programs in place, but people either don’t know about them or don’t think that they will be a target so they don’t have to partake in screenings and other preventative measures. Stemming from this; Jacky was telling me that a lack of motivation is a major issue. People are happy and easily satisfied with what they have here, both a blessing and a curse. This means that they are happier in their lives, but that making a change is hard. People seem to just accept their problems without trying to change the system for the better. For example, the women at the RCH clinic wait for hours to see a clinician but are not bothered by the wait so it’s not seen as an issue. This long waiting time results in less women and children being seen for treatment.

Notes:

  1. Hiking this weekend! We’re doing a 3 day trip through rainforests and waterfalls, will take pictures.
  2. Internet is awesome here, I loaded regular gmail in less than 60 seconds.

Location: Lushoto, Tanzania

Week 3

    This week is already substantially better than our start to the last. We know our way around and how things work so it’s a lot more comfortable. The food, as I’ve ranted, is really monotonous, so we’ve been buying produce to add to the rice and beans diet (avocado, beans, noodles, and cabbage is our favorite). The next one to try is mango in the rice and beans (inspired by a meal my Mom used to cook all the time). Also, we brought our own soap and extra toilet paper so the bathroom thing is conquered (we also found the shower that doesn’t also have a toilet- I’m pretty pumped).

                For the first two days this week we’ll go to the clinic and the final days we’ll spend at the villages. We bought mosquito nets that we didn’t end up needing, (next week is Lushoto and it’s too cold for mosquitos) so we gave them to the medical students to bring to the villages. The families get tired of answering surveys and not seeing a result that benefits them. They hear empty promises of change and give information to people who give nothing back (to them directly) so we will bring the nets to the villages this time as a peace offering of sorts. The clinic yesterday was interesting. I’ve realized that extent of the unbalanced diet here. There is a substantial lack in education as well as resources. For example, a woman was starting to wean her child off breast milk at 2 months, another was giving her newborn tea in addition to breast milk. People eat meat about 2-4 times a month, and fish 4-5 times a month. Fruit is more common, many people eating it 5 times a week (because so many are farmers) but during the dry season these numbers will drop. I am much more grateful now that we get such luxuries at each meal, I get a vegetable on the side of my rice and beans each time, and have the money to buy fruit whenever I like. Marc gets meat at both lunch and dinner.

Notes:

  1. The babies were adorable, I almost died. They all have the plumpest cheeks I’ve ever seen and they kind of stare off at the corner when they’re really little. I considered throwing all my clothes away and putting one in my carry-on.
  2. MOM: I’ve heard that it charges us less if we get calls from the US instead of us calling you so I could then talk on the phone longer (I think, it’s just a rumor right now) so we should test it out and compare. However I think it might charge you… so maybe check after you call the first time and see how much it was. And don’t call me until I call you and say that I have more minutes! I was at like 9000 shillings and then called Wilson.. so we’ll have to try it this weekend or next week.
  3. Doxy (malaria drug) definitely gives you weird dreams, I have a ton of them each night. (Dad- I had a dream you crashed your motorcycle so be extra careful with it until I get back?)

We started our final project! We’re interviewing each of the students about their opinions of public health in Tanzania, how it compares to the US, and a few questions about us working together. It’s been interesting, we’ve gotten some good responses, and the guys talk a lot more than the girls which was unexpected.

Something that has really started to stand out to us is the education system here. The students (in our eyes) are very underprepared in terms of being a doctor. They’re in their 4th year of med school and we keep noticing a lack of motivation, sense of responsibility, and just lack of knowledge; all kind of scary. For example, we took one of their exams and answered all the questions in half the time, or that when they’re asked basic questions about healthcare by their professor, they struggle greatly. I’m not sure what they’ve spent the last 4 years on, but they need skills! Dr. Kessey was here and was talking to them about what they’ve done and seen, but they would barely answer- it was like pulling teeth. The students wouldn’t make eye contact with her (something I thought was rude) and when she would call on people for a response, they could barely be heard and would say very little (something that seemed childish and immature). A few times she ended up asking us the questions, which we answered correctly-  I know that the culture is difference, but I fear for the patients they’re about to treat. The med students are all lovely, and in certain respects they are very smart (like about world news) but they just are not ready to be doctors.

notes:

1. being vegetarian is super weird here, Richard asked me if I had registered as a vegetarian in the US.. and asked me if I owned animals? like I love them so much that I must have a pet cow? (Dad- if you had bought me that pig I wanted this could have been true) A few of the questions are a little offensive, they just don’t understand, which is understandable, but it’s getting old to explain it to someone who’s never heard of such a thing. it’s like if I met someone who refused to eat cereal because the toys in the box would lose a home

2. Marriage is weird here- the men essentially buy their bride from the family, took me a while to explain that I want someone who will make me happy, not someone with a huge wallet, and that they didn’t have to ask my parents first because I’m the one getting married


Location: Kibiti, Tanzania

Week 2

Today was the first day of our fieldwork! We were picked up around lunchtime yesterday and had a very bumpy 3 hour car ride over to Kibiti. It was actually a great ride, the three of us are getting along great- we haven’t run into any problems yet which is a relief, just became closer as the trip has gone by (I was a little worried because they were much closer friends initially).

The ride was bumpy to say the least, but the view was spectacular. We weren’t sure which area was the one we were stopping in, so after passing many mud huts with straw tops I was pretty sure that that’s what I was getting for 2 weeks. I decided that as long as I had bottled water, toilet paper, and a roof that I’d be okay, (showering has become very optional) so I was pretty happy when we ended up in a bigger town that had running water and a few places with tile floors! There are about 16 medical students working with us, they all speak English (like 80% fluent) and we’re all staying in the same hostel so that means we get to spend most of the day with them (and it’s really cheap because they’re broke too haha) It’s about 2 USD a night and about 1.5 USD for meals, which consists mostly of rice, beans, and some sort of vegetable, usually cabbage with fruit on the side. Breakfast is tea and chapatti (not sure what the English word is, it’s like a buttery, flaky tortilla- love them) and lunch and dinner are beans, a steamed vegetable side (spinach or cabbage) and then rice or ugali (ugali is like a super dense bun, ungodly bland and uite dense, I need a lot of chili sauce to eat them). I’m definitely missing vegetables but you kind of get used to all the rice and beans- the yummy fruit makes it work.

The medical students are great though! The first night we played a game called last card, it’s played with 2 decks and is very similar to UNO. They’re pretty much like regular college kids- they tease each other, the girls are interested in clothes and take too long to get ready, etc. They’re also very good about speaking English and explaining things to us, making sure we’re happy and not tired or bored; it look like it’ll be a good 2 weeks. My favorites are Rama and Richard because they’re eager to answer and ask questions and have been great about including me in conversation (EVERYONE speaks Swahili. Like besides the medical students, it’s Swahili). The hostel is definitely worth the 2 bucks a night… the bed is comfortable (the 3 of us have to share a big one- we sleep the wrong direction so we fit but our feet stick out the end, kind of nice to have the breeze on your toes) but the toilet situation is not ideal. I mean I’m getting god at aiming into the squat toilet, but the shower is in the same room as the squat toilet… so we’re trying to see if we can last the 2 weeks without showering… we’ll see.

Today we took our survey (one the med students wrote) about vaccinations for children under the age of 2 years, out to the rural villages to talk to people. I can greet the people and read the questions but usually have no idea what their reply is- so the med students do most of the communicating. It’s just 23 questions, pretty basic stuff, they get their demographics, which vaccines the kids have had, and what the barriers have been preventing them from completing them all. The children are either afraid of me or think I look so weird that they can’t stop staring. But every hut we got to, the kids would just look at me with wide eyes and ignore my attempts to get their name or say hi, Richard helped me talk to one today which I appreciated; but he had to tell them first that it’s okay and I was just white haha. It’s getting pretty weird to stand out so much. He explained that they have just never seen a white person before, so maybe it’s like if a small child saw a blue man? Today Richard asked me if I had a skin condition when pointing to my freckles. It’s different here. BUT. Many of the older women were really nice, and because I’m white people get really excited when I know any amount of Swahili which makes me feel good.

Notes:

  1. It’s their winter here, and it’s like 80. They’re all worried about being cold as we sweat, kind of funny
  2. If any of us gets diarrhea we’re fucked, only one roll of toilet paper for the next 2 weeks
  3. After travelling, I’m liking America less and less and admiring the systems people have in other parts of the world better. Tanzanians know American politics better than we do, AND they know their own. They study world history but we study American history. We make people speak English and other countries focus on learning as many as they can

May 28

Today we showered. I feel like I’m human again- the fact that the toilet is in the same room was actually not that bad- but I wouldn’t choose it. It’s amazing what four days without showering will do to your body, everything gets greasy. This weekend we’ll go back to Dar so we’ll be able to recharge a little bit- they have showers and toilet paper and we’ll get our own beds- so we’ll be ready to come back to fieldwork!

                We’ve been having some really cool discussions with the students. We talked about religion, and to my relief, I told Richard that I’m still deciding on a religion (which is unheard of over here) and he told me I wasn’t a bad person when I asked. I trust him so I didn’t feel like I could lie and say I’m Christian when I’m not, but I didn’t want to lose a friend in the process so I was happy that it worked out.

                However, I was upset when we were asked about gay marriage in the United States. I understand why people have the opinions they do, so I didn’t dislike anyone for expressing their ideas and thoughts, however I was surprised and disappointed. They seemed to use the term “gay” to cover anyone who isn’t transgender, and thought that it was a learned behavior that is disgusting, unholy, and went against science. After explaining the differences between gay, transgender, lesbian, etc. and that these people are completely normal and as kind as heterosexual people, we got into talking about the science behind it. I talked about how they’ve noted differences in brain scans between gay men and straight men, which surprised them and I hope they look more into it. There was one question that as hard to answer- the one, Rama, asked me what I thought about the fact that the bible didn’t agree with anything besides a man lying with a woman, I was worried because I have no clue where to start with the bible- so I kind of used that and said that since a minority of the American population reads the bible, that it’s not politically correct to use it in determining laws. Anyway- I hope I helped open up some minds.

                The other talk we had that was kind of cool was about cheating. The girls were telling me that it’s something that happens in about 80% (or more) of the population, I was shocked. Th government has begun a campaign against it since it’s leading to the spread of HIV. The girls have to check their boyfriends’ phone for texts and photos of other girls all the time, and were surprised at how surprised we were by this. I mean I think if I came to that point in a relationship that the lack of trust would say enough, but many people stay together after they find out their partner is cheating. When I get back to the states I’d like to look into why exactly it’s such a problem- like why the guys are unable to stay loyal? Maybe it’s a cultural thing, or serves some practical purpose that I don’t understand yet.

May 29

                Today was good and bad, I definitely feel like I’m really good friends with  few of the guys now, like I can be myself and we have fun conversations and I realized that I’m actually really happy here and will miss them a bunch next week when we leave. Like Gabriel is quiet but he always pulls me out of the road when bikes are coming (motorccles- the Swahili word is pikipiki, one of my favorites) and gives me half of his orange whenever he’s eating one. Richard always translates everything for me and is probably my best friend here since we always talk on the way to meals and throughout the day, I wish he was coming to Lushoto next week because he’s always comforting to have around and he asks a lot of interesting questions. Anderson is hilarious, he’s much more liberal minded than the rest and I can tease him without him getting mad, he’ll just laugh and keep going. Ipiana is really into music and we have a lot to talk about, I think the guys are friendlier than the girls. Like the girls just talk Swahili to each other but the guys don’t have cliques so they will sit there for an hour or two to get to know you, and they don’t get offended when you ask them questions.

                However, their report is due tomorrow and they really don’t know much about spss, so I ended up spend 5 or 6 hours helping them with their analysis. It kind of made me upset near the end, initially I understood that their culture is different and what I see as poor time management skills is just their way of doing things and that they’re not trying to be lazy or disrespectful. But after working on a project that isn’t mine for half a day while most of the others played video games or watched movies definitely got to me. Alisha worked with me, and everyone was grateful, but I was a little disgusted by the work ethic of a few I found to be really rude. Raih was supposed to be writing the introduction and when the document got deleted by a virus, she started watching a movie instead. They could have finished this paper in a day, but everyone stretched it out by complaining about the project, but nobody did any work. I know their pace is slow here, but they’re medical students. If 16 can’t find motivation to write a paper then what kind of doctors will they make? It’s disrespectful to the supervisors who worked hard for you to get there, to their parents supporting them, and to us because we can’t leave for the weekend unless it’s done.

                I also definitely cannot eat any more rice and beans. We need to go back to Dar for the weekend so I can find some more diverse food before coming back to the same meals every day. I think I would pay someone 5 dollars for a block of cheese right now. Or a salad. We ate peanut butter out of the jar yesterday, it was amazing. The Nutella is now 1/3 of the way gone too. We have acquired a spoon now and it’s more efficient than fingers.

Notes:

  1. Almost caught a chicken yesterday, will keep trying next week. I’ve had my eyes on a multicolored one for a few days now
  2. The goats have floppy ears that flap when they run and it’s one of my favorite things about Tanzania
  3. I ate some tomato today and have not gotten sick- decided I am immune to food poisoning
  4. We found tiny mangoes yesterday- pretty excited. They taste the same, maybe a little more sour

May 30

back in Dar! it’s going to be a fantastic weekend, we’re going to the beach tomorrow at a resort (white sands) which means I can go swimming in a bathing suit! and Mike is still here so we’re going out with him after the beach. we also have 2 days of staying at CEFA- I’m pumped


Location: Kibiti, Tanzania