Well, wife and I are about done with the trip to Tanzania. This is just a short overview. Once I get pictures sorted out, i'll post here. Before I get started, many thanks to HB for sharing his knowledge of the country and providing some valuable points of contact. It took much of the guess work out of the travel, saved us some money and allowed us to focus on the purpose of our travels: visiting our kid (no hunting).
Our daughter is doing volunteer work with the Benedictine monks in Uwemba TZ. This is a very small village in the southern highlands. We flew into Dar Es Salaam and then flew to Mbeya (Baya) further northwest. The Benedictines arranged a driver for the 5 hour trip to Uwemba. He did it in 4, giving us our first exposure to driving in Africa. We stayed as guests at the Uwemba Mission and spoked out from there. They were very gracious. The Mission is made up of TZ Priests, Sisters and Monks with a few Germans sprinkled throughout. We worked on our Swahili during the day, and at night it was room temp beer with a German priest & monk, and Swiss & German guests, where my German began coming back to life after years of dormancy.
The area around Uwemba is at about 6k m in elevation (kicked my butt when out walking the hills), rolling hills and heavily forested principally with pines and eucalyptus. The ride from Mbeya started in what I expected of East Africa: relatively flat w/ scrub brush. As we rose in elevation, that gave way to increasingly taller and denser vegetation. Didn't see much wildlife, in fact around Uwemba, its scarce due to the intense farming and forestry practices there. We did see a troop of baboons on the road to Songayea, but the driver (a monk) slowed to about 120 kph from 180 kph so no time for a pic as they scattered with baby baboons hanging on for dear life.
Since the focus was our daughter, the itinerary was her's to develop and focused primarily on her life in Africa. First, I want to say after only two months in TZ, she and her friend have a surprising grasp of Swahili and tried their level best to help us get by. We visited the clinic and orphanage where they spend most of their time. That was an eye opener to say the least. I will rethink complaining when I go to the Dr office next time. The local Dr she works with gave us a gift chicken to honor our visit. That is apparently a very big deal in that tribe. The mission cook, a German sister, served the chicken up the next day at lunch. My daughter arranged a visit to a local tea plantation and a flower farm. Both owners went over the top to give us a tour. It is not a tourist destination, so it is not like they have hours and tour guides set aside. They stopped what they were doing to walk us around.
The monks arranged a visit to the central mission for their area at Perimiho, about 3 hours southeast. There we visited their hospital ("best" in the region), secondary school and orphanage. We were invited to the Secondary School's graduation. Here, they last 6-7 hours with dancing, eating, singing and speeches. The underclassmen honor the graduates with songs and dances. While we only understood a few words, it was impressive. As for the hospital, it has more than the Uwemba clinic, but falls far short of what is needed. As the Mother Superior (from Colorado originally) says, "Don't get seriously ill or hurt in Africa, you may not survive it."
We went back to Uwemba and the next day began the trip home by going back to Mbeya. We spent the night at the Benedictine Guest House there and the next day flew back here to Dar Es Salaam. Much learned and experienced. I will sum it up in a Good, the Bad and the Ugly manner:
The Good: wonderful people, incredible hospitality from the Benedictines and locals alike, gorgeous & exciting terrain, different foods and exposure to a far different culture. Most of all, seeing my kid thrive in an environment far outside the familiar.
The Bad: room temp liquids, no salads unless you like Typhoid (my daughter got it), African driving, mosquito nets.
The Ugly: poverty, corruption and random police checkpoints.
This was my first chance to visit another culture not wearing a uniform, body armor and a rifle. While the country is similar to what I have seen in Haiti, Central America, Asia and Middle East, it was different doing it as just a plain old American. More to follow............KD
Our daughter is doing volunteer work with the Benedictine monks in Uwemba TZ. This is a very small village in the southern highlands. We flew into Dar Es Salaam and then flew to Mbeya (Baya) further northwest. The Benedictines arranged a driver for the 5 hour trip to Uwemba. He did it in 4, giving us our first exposure to driving in Africa. We stayed as guests at the Uwemba Mission and spoked out from there. They were very gracious. The Mission is made up of TZ Priests, Sisters and Monks with a few Germans sprinkled throughout. We worked on our Swahili during the day, and at night it was room temp beer with a German priest & monk, and Swiss & German guests, where my German began coming back to life after years of dormancy.
The area around Uwemba is at about 6k m in elevation (kicked my butt when out walking the hills), rolling hills and heavily forested principally with pines and eucalyptus. The ride from Mbeya started in what I expected of East Africa: relatively flat w/ scrub brush. As we rose in elevation, that gave way to increasingly taller and denser vegetation. Didn't see much wildlife, in fact around Uwemba, its scarce due to the intense farming and forestry practices there. We did see a troop of baboons on the road to Songayea, but the driver (a monk) slowed to about 120 kph from 180 kph so no time for a pic as they scattered with baby baboons hanging on for dear life.
Since the focus was our daughter, the itinerary was her's to develop and focused primarily on her life in Africa. First, I want to say after only two months in TZ, she and her friend have a surprising grasp of Swahili and tried their level best to help us get by. We visited the clinic and orphanage where they spend most of their time. That was an eye opener to say the least. I will rethink complaining when I go to the Dr office next time. The local Dr she works with gave us a gift chicken to honor our visit. That is apparently a very big deal in that tribe. The mission cook, a German sister, served the chicken up the next day at lunch. My daughter arranged a visit to a local tea plantation and a flower farm. Both owners went over the top to give us a tour. It is not a tourist destination, so it is not like they have hours and tour guides set aside. They stopped what they were doing to walk us around.
The monks arranged a visit to the central mission for their area at Perimiho, about 3 hours southeast. There we visited their hospital ("best" in the region), secondary school and orphanage. We were invited to the Secondary School's graduation. Here, they last 6-7 hours with dancing, eating, singing and speeches. The underclassmen honor the graduates with songs and dances. While we only understood a few words, it was impressive. As for the hospital, it has more than the Uwemba clinic, but falls far short of what is needed. As the Mother Superior (from Colorado originally) says, "Don't get seriously ill or hurt in Africa, you may not survive it."
We went back to Uwemba and the next day began the trip home by going back to Mbeya. We spent the night at the Benedictine Guest House there and the next day flew back here to Dar Es Salaam. Much learned and experienced. I will sum it up in a Good, the Bad and the Ugly manner:
The Good: wonderful people, incredible hospitality from the Benedictines and locals alike, gorgeous & exciting terrain, different foods and exposure to a far different culture. Most of all, seeing my kid thrive in an environment far outside the familiar.
The Bad: room temp liquids, no salads unless you like Typhoid (my daughter got it), African driving, mosquito nets.
The Ugly: poverty, corruption and random police checkpoints.
This was my first chance to visit another culture not wearing a uniform, body armor and a rifle. While the country is similar to what I have seen in Haiti, Central America, Asia and Middle East, it was different doing it as just a plain old American. More to follow............KD