Thursday, September 4, 2008

transportation


everything, EVERYTHING seems to evolve around transportation here.


watching fishermen return home on boobooboo beach, as the moon rose bright orange

getting from the mainland to zanzibar, during which most of those people threw up


be it walking to the water to do laundry, carrying goods to sell at the market, daladala ride (minivens, crowded to the point where you feel and breath every human being in that minivan which usually consists of many of those human beings), fishing on a tiny boat or taking a jet plain from Dar to Kiganza for which you just show up in the morning, because at times they cancel it and at other times they leave in the morning rather than afternoon and they are surprised how "uptight" we are in America. ... transportation is the pulse of Tanzania. the boats took my breath away.

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