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Saturday, March 24, 2012

Rugby! Rugby! Rugby!

RUGBY - So happy to play on a different continent. The rugby club - Arusha Rhinos was kind enough to let me. 60 minutes of heaven. We played against a club team from Dar es Salaam. The team consisted of people from everywhere, both the expat community and locals. South Africans, Aussies, British, Tanzanians....and yes, me!

 











Arriving to Arusha

Arriving to Arusha, Tanzania

After 2 hours of bus ride westwards, we arrived to the town of Arusha. I'm here to play a game of rugby for the Arusha Rhinos for fun. But before posting the pictures from the rugby game, I wanted to share what I saw on my way to the pitch. Cheers.


People eating jackfruit on the streets. Reminds me of Malaysia. I wonder if they taste the same here.

Over here, motorbikes function as taxi cabs. They are cheap and fast! Helmet? Who cares.


You see the white guy on the back? I told you it's a common taxi service.

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Is he alive? No idea.




The Hidden Picture

When you get on the bus, you will see people trying to sell you things such as snacks, soda, water, and even socks! My advise....don't buy them! Get whatever you need before getting on the bus. They tried to charge me ridiculous prices for a pack of biscuits.    

       A kid tried to charge me 5000 shillings for biscuits, which shouldn't cost that much. All because I am a Mzungu, doesn't mean I'm rich! 5000 can buy you like 2 beers here. So my journey began....


And, who said Africans live in huts and hunt lions!? Buildings after buildings. Supposedly, our first stop, Arusha is the fastest growing city in East Africa. 
Can you see the Coke ads?

Do you see the Coke in the clock in the background?

Unfortunately, if you take a closer look at many of the pictures of the cities, you see the encroachment of powerful corporations everywhere. Coca-Cola banners and posters are up in your face wherever you go in this country. The amount of ads mounted on street signs and sponsorships of business signboards of shops have made coke a part of people's daily lives...at least visually.

         According to the website below, much of Kenya's land and water will be polluted by Coke's operations and scarce water sources over exploited just to produce more Coca-Cola beverages. Equally worse, "These sugary, caffeine-laden, chemically-sweetened soft drinks, which are being aggressively marketed to kids, will damage their health, in many cases irreparably."
 Link:http://www.killercoke.org/crimes_tanzania.php
 Pepsi is everywhere too...




 The bottled water industry...   : ( 

In college, I learned that corporations are rapidly taking over African countries' natural resources such as water while the common people have little access to cheap and safe drinking water. If this is the case, I wonder how bad are the pollution or any other environmental consequences caused by the factories...

           At least, they recycle the coke glass bottles. You find coke in glass and are obligated to recycle them. But, people still buy PLASTIC BOTTLED WATER here. I recall campaigning for the "Water is a human right. Not a commodity" movement, which also promoted the idea of a bottle-free campus. College was the shit. Having being exposed to so many "ideas," and constantly surrounded by groups of passionate students, one would easily be part of some activism or a student movement. Today, I'm here to find out the truth with my own eyes.   

  

Find a Bus First!

Our journey began by riding the bus from Moshi. The common saying around here among foreigners is, "If you can survive the bus system here, you can survive anywhere." Funny, but kinda true. FIRST, when they tell you the price, you need to haggle. Because I am a Mzungu (a foreigner) in their eyes, locals would attempt to sale anything much higher to me. But! What they don't know is that I grew up in Asia. I know how to be cheap when I have to. Soon, I learned to bargain and get better deals as if I'm shopping in Chinatown in Malaysia.

    Second, you will try to find a comfortable seat in the bus, but no use. The bus driver and the person in charge of the business will go ahead and fit as many passengers as possible to maximize profit. Thus, I was crammed in the back between the wall and a big Tanzanian man. A very uncomfortable ride for 2 hours, but hey I'm tough. The bus is very unique as you can tell.


If you have not figured out yet, the bus that took us from Moshi to Arusha was actually an old, used Japanese bus. Yes, I saw many of these in Tanzania. So surprised but pretty awesome. How did this happen?