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<title>Travel Blogs from  Africa , Tanzania , East , Dar es Salaam </title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 08:08:36 BST</pubDate>
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                    <title>Sleeping in the bushes...</title>
                    <description>Six days to go and we still don't have hotels for next week...perhaps I should invest in a very sturdy sleeping bag...</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-303082.html</link>
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                    <title>The road to Dar Zanzibar and safari at Kruger Park</title>
                    <description>Now that I'm home already I'm getting lazy but I do want to finish up this blog before everything leaks out of my memory so here goes albeit abbreviated. Once I met my brother at the airport in Lilongwe we decided to start traveing north immediately and caught an overnight bus to Mzuzu in northern Malawi. The ride left abour 7pm and arrive 530am we got lucky and jumped on a minibus towards Ka</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-301183.html</link>
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                    <title>Less than 2 weeks to go...</title>
                    <description>So everything is finally falling into place for our trip and I though it was high time I started a travel blog in order to simultaneously make you jealous and bore you senseless for the next month. I should warn you now that I have never had one of these bloglike things so entries may well disappear for weeks on end and spell checking is not something I habitually use. Ho hum.So I'm almost al</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-300469.html</link>
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                    <title>Tanzania and South Africa</title>
                    <description>Llegue a TanzaniaToday is my first full day in Tanzania.  I've walked pretty much the entire city with my map.  Thank God the street are named because it has made my experience an enjoyble one.  This morning I met a woman from Zambia who is accompanying her husband on a business trip.  He is a Chief of their tribe so that mades her the princess of her tribe.  I will be having dinner with the</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-299082.html</link>
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                    <title>Dar es Salaam</title>
                    <description>Back at Snake Park we wanted to visit the clinic and the village. Ended up riding a camel to the village I can't explain  no they are not native to these parts... The village kids were so cute and they love having their photo taken Then they crash tackle you until you let them see it This village was quite different to the Masai village we visited in Kenya. It was a little bit more advanced. </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-297110.html</link>
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                    <title>The End of Dar</title>
                    <description>Several paragraphs I just wrote were deleted so I'm very frustrated and am going to be succinct Last Wednesday we visited our last Tanzanian NGO in Dar Haki Elimu elimu means education whose mission is to promote quality education in Tanzania. The people who made time to speak with us were very interesting but I could barely concentrate my head was pounding I was struggling to stay awake </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-294386.html</link>
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                    <title>Abel Fani na Lydia</title>
                    <description>I wrote in a previous entry about Abel the gardener and his cute daughter Lydia. Lydia had been deathly afraid of me and Abel and I have only greeted each other. Until yesterday. Sara and Kayli the two LSU girls have taken a liking to Lydia so she has slowly warmed up to me. Yesterday however we were like friends. It was pretty sweet.So yesterday Sara was sitting outside talking to Abel and</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-291957.html</link>
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                    <title>Kwaheri Dar</title>
                    <description>I realized last night that I forgot to write about so much yesterday So here I am back again. Last week on Wednesday we all gathered at Mwalimu Smith's house for our weekly meeting and after a few hours of whining about foodfamiliesclass just kidding only a little whining from select people.. Mwalimu's landlord came out to sit with us. Before retiring he was in the oil business working </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-291503.html</link>
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                    <title>Wiki Tatu</title>
                    <description>It's been so long since I've been able to get on the Internet Last week was busy and yesterday I tried to use it and the electricity went out all over the neighborhood including the internet cafe and my house. Anyway I can't believe my time in Dar is winding down. I'm just starting to feel normal here I'm starting to get accustomed to the rhythm of class I'm figuring out how to do my hair so</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-291184.html</link>
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                    <title>Random Notes</title>
                    <description>1 One of the TAs Elina speaks French better than English too so today in class I couldn't think of the English word so I asked her for the French word. In Bagomoyo Elina the Ashleys Pulcherry and I spoke to each other in French over dinner. Sadly mon francais a beacoup de mots kwa Kiswahili kama kwamba na na. It was frustrating but pretty sweet anyway.2 I am supposed to be int</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-291182.html</link>
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                    <title>On our way home</title>
                    <description>Hello everyone We have returned safe and sound from our beautiful time in Zanzibar covered in henna and slightly sunburned and Matt is a tad hungover as well. We are just in Dar es Salaam for the night preparing for our long journey back to Nairobi and then home on Thursday. Hopefully this trip will be slightly less adventurous than our journey here ie  no cancelled flights or lost bagg</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-290705.html</link>
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                    <title>Korleis faa venar</title>
                    <description>Dette blir langt difor lagar eg eit flott lite abstract. Skulle til Moshi. vart rana med kniv. Tidenens HPA aktivering. Ved aa konstruere stadig nye oppgaaver og gjeremaal handle mat kjoepe klaere besoeke ambasade sjekke forsikring osb samt med ein del 'ut zooming' sjaa ting i ein stoerre samanheng gaar det no fint. Ingen skader. Og no har eg i allefall lite aa dra paaAa bli kjendt med fo</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-289216.html</link>
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                    <title>One million bottles of Klimanjaro on the wall...</title>
                    <description>Sunday the 15th we left the Impala hotel in Arusha and drove to Moshi. When we arrived we went to the Honey Badger Cultural Center. There we took a guided walk around the village and sampled some banana drank. Afterwards the entire group participated in cooking a traditional Tanzanian lunch. This consisted of rice ugahli chipate cooked bananas wild spinach okra and sweet potato leaves w</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-288137.html</link>
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                    <title>2 weeks...</title>
                    <description>Two weeks gone and 2 weeks left Crazy how fast it's going.. although at the same time it feels as though I've been here much longer than 2 weeks. The novelty of the homestay is starting to wear a little thin. It's not that my family is not very nice it's just that living in another family's house especially a family of a different culture can be very difficult especially for me something I</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-287584.html</link>
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                    <title>TanzaniaCameroon 00</title>
                    <description>Yesterday I had the pleasure of going to a soccer match between world 13 Cameroon and world 101 Tanzania. It was at the new National Stadium. Even though almost all Tanzanians expected to lose the city was remarkably transformed. Tanzanian pride blossomed in the streets and the stadium was nearly sold out. I was told that it has a capacity of 64000. There were at least 60000 people there if</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-287541.html</link>
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                    <title>the sorcerer</title>
                    <description> it's been a month since i've used my physical voice for anything except mumbling thanks or using the simplest possible strings of words slow motion to speak with hassan. for the rest i use sign language. i feel like that if i do not successfully make an english friend my voice will shrivel up and be lost. i waited there on the ledge now it became dark and the stars came out slowly the big di</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-285841.html</link>
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                    <title>Just because I can...</title>
                    <description>There is really no good reason for this entry except because I can. Well and because I will be away this weekend in Dodoma to watch a budget session of Parliament which may actually turn out to be very fun. Our trip to Zanzibar has been canceled because the island has been without power for the past few weeks so there is no runningclean water and people have begun to riot or so the BBC reports</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-285805.html</link>
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                    <title>Poa</title>
                    <description>I'm on actual fast Internet today How exciting. I decided to venture just outside the main gates of the university to Savei a little neighborhood where some of the others live with host families. The strip mall this Internet cafe is in belongs to South Africans and every time I've come in here the same two or three very very fair pale boys Skyping away speaking what do South Africans speak </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-285045.html</link>
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                    <title>Dar es Salaam</title>
                    <description>Need information on Dar in english Send me a messageVed aa ikkje ha med seg guidebok kombinert med aa ikkje ha stedsans kan ein faa fleire alternative opplevingar. Eg veit aldri kvar eg er go kan dermed aldri gaa meg vill. Av afrikanarar eg har tala med finst det fire kategoriar. Den foerste er den som er negativ til deg sjoelv naar du er noedt til aa kontakte dei. Den andre er den typen som ik</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-285019.html</link>
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                    <title>How do I get myself into these situations</title>
                    <description>Now here is a funny one Im not sure why these things always happen to me but it makes for good stories. I arrived into Dar Es Salaam and the LP said that there are shared taxi vans called dadalahs that go into town which are much cheaper than taxis I always try to use local transportation because it is a fraction of the amount of other easier methods. So I looked around for the least sketchy </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-284919.html</link>
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                    <title>1 Week in Africa</title>
                    <description>Instead of full fledged stories in this entry you will get two lists that reflect my first full week in Tanzania.Things I Miss about the US10. The ability to eat any food anywhere I go9. Not completely standing out wazungu wanaondoka8. Feeling safe in a motor vehicle7. Paved roads6. Not sleeping under a net5. Reliable electricity4. Knowing world news as it happens3. Not feeling clean at midda</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-284705.html</link>
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                    <title>Framme</title>
                    <description>Alt vel som saa ofte foer. Flyturen tok lang tid og daa viendeleg landa var det ei nyting Det aa lande seint om kveldenen er alltid flott opplevinga av luktenen og temperaturen blir desto meir intens naar det ikkje er saa mykje aa sjaa. I visumkoene byrja eg aa forhoeyre meg med folk om korleis dei kom seg inn til byen. Det saag ut som om at alle hadde ordna seg privat transport som bere stod</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-284618.html</link>
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                    <title>ninakaa dar es salaam</title>
                    <description>One week since I flew out of JFK. It has flown by It's hard to believe I only have 3 weeks left in Dar  I still haven't even been into the center city since my first day here It's harder to leave campus than I thought it would be for one thing because I need a partnerin order to go anywhere safely and because it takes a long time to get anywhere and we have class until 1230 and because 4 ho</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-284091.html</link>
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                    <title>Karibu Tanzania</title>
                    <description>My first impression when I stepped off the plane was that Tanzania is one hot country...temperaturewise. Even at 930 PM it was well over 80 degrees. Lahra the program director in Dar and Deyo a driver met us at the airport. I say us becuase I was on the same empty flight from Zurich as Ashley and when the plane nearly emptied out in Nairobi we decided to sit together to try to figure out h</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-284045.html</link>
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                    <title>Habari</title>
                    <description>So last time I wrote I was talking about the first night in my house when I talked for a long time with my  host mother whose name I must correct myself is Judyness sp not Jounesse. As I said she is getting her Master's Degree in demographics and her paper is on the morningafter pillPlan BEC whatever you call it. So as she told me about her research she talked about how she was ver</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-283316.html</link>
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                    <title>Karibu Tanzania</title>
                    <description>I've now been in Dar es Salaam for 2 nights 2 days. My trip began on Thursday when I took off from JFK. My first flight was from NYCZurich on American Airlines. I was seated next to a Swiss girl flying home to Zurich after a month of roadtripping around the West Coast with her friend who'd been in Canada for three months learning French kind of funny since he could have gone a lot closer to </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-282501.html</link>
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                    <title>Dar es Salaam Fish Market</title>
                    <description>Recently we were in Dar es Salaam to meet our daughter at the airport before having a little holiday with her in and around Tanzania.  One morning we were at a loose end in Dar so we visited with the help of a local guide the Dar es Salaam fish market.  I thought you might be interested to learn a little about fisheries in this country and see some pictures from the market.Like agriculture the</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-280370.html</link>
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                    <title>sucking fried eyeballs</title>
                    <description>hey i was having breakfast this morning while everyone else was having lunch and i was eating my rice with a fork. an old woman in a suit sat down at my table because there are no personal boundaries in Africa and she ate her whole fried fish with her fingers and scooped up rice and put her hands in her soup and picked at the fish spine and licked it and slurped.  she ate every possible bit of</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-272840.html</link>
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                    <title>worst couple of days</title>
                    <description>the head nun of the YMCA told me never to trust a man from the streeti'm not sure because i met hassan on the street. i have decided tocontinue on continuing on the way i have been trusting good men asthey seem and hoping the best of them. if they turn out to be crooksthen it is much more there own loss than it is mine.another interesting turn has taken place. i have been searching forfilm for m</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-272233.html</link>
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                    <title>i am a sucker</title>
                    <description>i am a sucker yesterday was may day here in dar es salaam whatever that means and it meant that the internet shop here at the YMCA was closed along with just about every business in town. the entire town was deserted the usual horns and bells and yelling of the morning were gone. i sat and did nothing and ate eggs and then i went out the front door and across the street and beyond in search of</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Tanzania/East/Dar-es-Salaam/blog-272180.html</link>
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