Showing posts with label Tanzania. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tanzania. Show all posts

2012-07-21

Politics in Tanzania and Uganda

According to sister, when she was in Tanzania 6 years ago, no one really talked to her about politics. On this trip, however, a lot of people began telling us about Tanzania politics without us even asking.


Chadema, the opposition in Tanzania

Sam, our porter on Mt Meru, had strong political convictions. 'Tanzania has a lot things, we have gold, Tanzanite, Kilimanjaro and the Sarantetti, but the people, they don't see the benefit' (all quotes here are paraphrased). He blamed this on corruption, and was convinced that Chadema, the opposition to the ruling CCM would remedy that.

Doctors' strike in Tanzania

Sam also told us that the doctors were on strike and that the leader of 'the doctors own party' (doctors union, we assumed. Others called him 'the doctors strike ringleader') had been beaten almost to death by what everyone assumed was the government. Several other people brought up the same event with us. Our friend Gody told us that him and his wife Christina had been expecting a baby earlier this year, but due to the doctors strike they had been unable to get health care, and the baby had died. Still, Gody told us that he understood the doctors reasons for striking: wages not paid on time, wages too low, no resources in the hospitals. And he too believed that the government was obstructing the doctors union.

Same Chadema story

As we continued our travels in Tanzania we found that everyone we talked to about politics delivered an almost identical speech. Chadema has clearly been effective in delivering their message. We learnt to identify the flags for Chadema and they were quite abundant. You could also spot an occasional CCM flag, but they were a minority.

It was difficult to find out more specifically what Chadema wants, aside from the people seeing the benefit of Tanzanias resources. We asked everybody who talked to us about Chadema why they thought that the opposition would be less corrupt than CCM if they were voted into power. Our guide in Tengeru said he was convinced Chadema would not also be corrupt because 'If you really want something to be true, and you believe it will be true, it will be true'. Others said 'we have to be aware and stop it if they are'. Others seemed to not understand our question and just repeated the speech about Tanzanias many problems, as a country rich in resources but with a people living on poverty, and how Tanzania 'needs change'. We didn't feel find anyone who was critical of Chadema's politics.

Uganda: the story of the President

In Uganda, we have only had a chance to talk politics with one local, our guide Brian. He was very careful not to give any opinions of his own.

'I don't talk about politics, I just decide who is the best, and then I vote when it is time to vote. When people talk about politics, always they are fighting. In Kampala last week, on the streets, they were fighting'.

Brian did mention problems with corruption and tribal favourotism in ugandan politics, and he gave us his take on the history of Ugandan politics:

'This president, he did not come into power by voting, it was by fighting. The reason for the fighting was that the previous leader (Idi Amin), he was very bad for the country, he killed a lot of people, and a lot of people were dying. But after the president now had power, the people said 'why we cannot vote for who we want as our leder?', so the president said 'ok, we will vote', and the president won the election. Then the people said 'why we cannot vote every 5 years who we want as our leader, and the president said 'OK, we will vote every 5 years. He has won every election and had ruled for 25 years, and now some people say for the next election, nobody should be allowed to be president for more than 25 years. The young people, they want change, but the older peopld they remember the old leader and they are afraid that with a new leader, it will be the same. So they say 'let the president rule until he say he is finished', and that is why they vote for him.'

Vote NRM, vote Museveni
The next election is in 2016, better start campaigning. 
Vote NRM, vote Museveni
Vote NRM, vote Museveni. 

2012-07-14

Mountain biking in Tengeru with Peace Matunda


Today we went on a bike ride. The first stop on the ride was the local banana wine brewery. There were a bunch of old men sitting around drinking the wine and we tasted it and it was foul. 


Then we went on to the Nkoaranga orphanage, for young children. The children were very happy to see us. They ran up to us and wanted us to hold them, and we did, and when we did they didnt want us to put them down. They seemed to suffer a large affection deficit. Brother sang his favourite Syd
Barrett tune, and after the third time he was fed up with it and wouldnt do it again despite popular requests. 


Then we continued on our bike ride to a pottery making place. They made very nice pots but we were too hungry to appreciate the demonstrations and could only think
of lunch.

Next stop was the Tengeru market where we had chips, not the famous chips mayai (chips in an omelette), due to our veganism.

Then we went to see the market, there were lots of people selling fruit and we bought bananas. Then we headed back, the road back was probably the highlight of the day, leading through narrow shortcuts in the village. It was hot and quite a workout. 


We decided to spend the night at the Peace Matunda orphanage again, and have arranged for transport to the airport from here tomorrow morning at 7.30. Its not cheap but it saves us the hassle of going back to Arusha to spend the night and we can see that the money is doing good things here. Plus the atmosphere is nice with lots of kids and cool volunteers.



Dala dala, Arusha
Getting to Tengeru in a dala dala

Pece Matunda cultural tourism, Tengeru, Tanzania.
1. The first stage of coffee roasting

Peace Matunda cultural tourism, Tengeru, Tanzania
2. After the first stage.

Peace Matunda cultural tourism, Tengeru, Tanzania
3. After the second stage of roasting
Peace Matunda cultural tourism, Tengeru, Tanzania
4. After having ground the coffee beans to coffee powder in a mortar.

5. Coffees ready to drink.
Peace Matunda cultural tour
Biking


Tengeru
A fork in the road.

Tengeru market
Brother at Tengeru market
Ndizi at Tengeru market
Our guide helping us pick out Ndizi and Chungwa without getting ripped off.
Tengeru market
Woman selling stuff at Tengeru market.
Private math tuition hut, Tengeru.
A private math tuition hut 1.
Private math tuition hut, Tengeru.
A private math tuition hut 2.

Tengeru
A private math tuition hut 3.
Tengeru market.
Women selling stuff at Tengeru market.
Tengeru market.
Sister at Tengeru market.
Peace Matunda cultural tourism tour.
Making pots.
Peace Matunda
Sister making ugali.
Tengeru market.
Tengeru market.
Nkoarangoa orphanage
Brother and Loveness at Nkoarangoa orphanage.

Nkoarangoa orphanage
Sister and Ester.

2012-07-13

Peace Matunda orphanage and primary school in Tengeru

We checked out from the complacent and slow and expensive l'Oasis Lodge we were staying at this morning. What felt so peaceful and nice there when we arrived last week now just felt frustratingly slow. 


We walked with our bags to the main road, past Sanawari, the AICC and into the tourist board on Boma Road. There we booked another cultural tourism program, this time to the orphanage/school "Peace Matunda" near Tengeru. 


To get to the orphanage we walked to the local bus station in Arusha, squeezed into a local bus (dala dala) and got off at Tengeru (ok so we missed the stop the first time and had to get off and go back!). At Tengeru we got a taxi to the orphanage for 7000 shillings. We were well-recieved and shown around the grounds. It is lovely to see a project that seems to be properly functioning. The school has small classes with max 35 children in each, some only 14. All classes are taught in English. The classrooms are colourful, there are books for everyone and theres a library. The children get snack
and lunch (in government schools they go hungry!).

There are volunteers, between 10 and 14 of them, who stay on the grounds for 3-6 months. 


In the orphanage the children each have a bed and a cupboard for personal things. They have access to computers. Everything seems very well organised. Compared to our experience at Sekei, it seems as
if the volunteers here could actually make long-lasting contributions to the childrens opportunies and futures. 


After a lunch of mashed potatoes, we were given a demonstration of coffee-making from bush to cup by three very humble young men from the local village. We then embarked on yet another village walk with one of the young men, stopping to look at various plants and being introduced to various cultural customs. Already possesing most of this information, it was a little wearisome for us to not be able to go beyond the guide's basic protocol, this was due to the language barrier. However, it was a pleasant walk. 


Now were in the garden listening to the voluntees play with the children from the orphange, hoping to get some dinner, and looking forward to some cycling (!) tomorrow.

Mrs Mkala's place

We went to see Mrs Mkala. She fed us plenty of ugali, chapati, spinnach, cabbage and fruit, tea and soda. It was quite a feast.

She told us about some of the volunteers that have been coming to the primary school, and it seems many of them are doing more harm than good. They are smoking in front of the students and not bothering to plan or even show up to classes because they are hungover.

We also helped her mark some english grammar excercises.

In the late afternoon we greeted her old wrinkly mother in law who lived next door, and who seemed very pleased to meet us.

Home in Sekei
Mrs Mkala's home


Ugali and spinach
Ugali and spinach

Sis looking very silly.


Mrs Mkala wanted a lot of photos

Brother with Mrs Mkala and her husband



Cheers - because we're having a feast.


More cheers.

Marking Standard VIIs exercise books

Marking

English in Sekei Primary School

Marking



The new chicken farm. The last ones all died because of a disease.


Looking at the chicken.


The new store - Mrs Mkala has built a whole new house, so they now have a new shop and a bedroom that they rent out.




Showing off the store.



Sekei
Mrs Mkala walking us back to our hotel in Sekei after lunch.

Impatience in Arusha

This morning we are feeling rather impatient. We feel we have done "Arusha and around" several times over! Weve seen our friends, eaten ugali and chapatis, climbed a mountain, stayed in a village, stayed in cheap and expensive places... time to move on! We considered going to Moshi, but are now instead leaning towards doing another cultural tourism programme over night. The day after tomorrow were flying to Kampala...we cant wait!

2012-07-12

The last day at Ng'iresi

We are now back at L'Oasis Lodge, waiting to go for luch with Mama Mkala.

On Lazaro's advice, we have bought 2 kg of sugar and some tea as a gift. When we were at Gody's house for dinner, we brought a kanga as a gift for his wife Christina. It turned out that the swahili words written on it were some romantic message, and Christina started laughing and ran out of the hut when she read it.

Yesterday we saw the secondary school and talked to the history and geography teacher. Luckily, this time, they did not take us into a classroom and leave us to teach. I (brother) was invited to volunteer and teach physics there. Perhaps I will, someday. Badaaye.

We have walked through the dirt roads of Ng'irisi many times the past two days, and I think it has given us a good feel for what life is like there.

Lazaro told us, in the same matter-of-fact manner as he used to inform us of the banana varieties grown in the village, that some of the well-to-do villagers had acquired their wealh he wrong way. One family in particular had through a curse sacrificed their child to accumulate their wealth.

He also told us that he didn't like Obama, because Obama lied about having killed Bin Laden. If Bush hadnt been able to kill Bin Laden, how could Obama have done it?

Leaving Mr Loti's house at Ng'iresi
Leaving Mt Loti's house at Ng'iresi to walk back to Sekei.

Cultural tourism photos from Ng'iresi village

Our guide Lazaro and Brother by some coffee plants.
Inside a "traditional hut".
Lazaro showing us banana trees.
Ng'iresi Primary School
Ng'iresi Primary School
Brother and Mr Loti outside Mr Loti's house
There were stars here.
Ng'iresi village

Ng'iresi Primary School
Students in Ng'iresi Primary School, Standard VII.
Ng'iresi Primary School
Holding a spontaneous (and not very successful) English lesson for Ng'iresi  Standard VII.
Chamaeleon
A chamealeon