Saturday, 24 December 2011

Christmas Eve

It's pretty much the perfect beach day today. But I think I'll lounge around home with the dogs, read my book and relax. This is Christmas Eve in Tanzania. Had a delicious fruit salad for breakfast with a yogurt with cremino sugar in it. YUM!

The jury is still out on whether I should roast a chicken tonight or put those 2 kgs of  tomatoes to work in a pasta sauce.

Merry Christmas out there in the big world! Lots of love from Tanzania.

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Sunrise6:06 AM
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Dar es Salaam, Tanzania

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Sunrise6:06 AM
Sunset6:38 PM



Wednesday, 21 December 2011

It's raining cats and dogs!

It's not the normal rainy season in Tanzania. But we've been pelted with stretches of rain since mid-November. This week it's gotten worse. 

Yesterday morning I woke up at 4 am to the fan in my room dying. Power cut. The sound of heavy rain outside would have sent me crawling under covers (a light cotton sheet) but without the air circulation I threw it aside. It was still pelting down when I woke up to get ready for work. Threw on my raincoat and wellies to wade to the car. At the second last stoplight before the office, a crack of lightning crawled across the sky, the loud crash of thunder instantaneous. A fraction of a second later a transformer blew in the parking lot of the petrol station beside me. Some people screamed and ran. Others carried on. 

By mid-morning the rain had waned in the city centre and Msasani peninsula where I live. But other areas of Dar were not so lucky. Reports of flooding in other areas of town brought with them news of drowning. (http://thecitizen.co.tz/component/content/article/37-tanzania-top-news-story/18142-disaster-as-floods-kill-4.html).

This morning just before 6 am, another loud crash woke me up and the ceiling fan slowed. Another power cut. The rain rumble of thunder hangs in the air as I debate with myself whether it’s smart to take a shower in a lightening storm. Just a quick one I decide.

I try to get Shaki and Natasha to go out to pee, they look at me like I’m crazy so I prepare their breakfast and get myself ready; make coffee, pack a lunch, arm myself with my raincoat and wellies and out to the car again. It takes a lot of convincing to get the dogs outside. Shaki crawls straight under the outside couch, doesn’t even leave the veranda. Natasha dashes out for a quick pee and back in under the veranda roof.

The rain continued all morning. When I arrive at the office a colleague said some people weren’t making it in to work because a bridge on one of the major arteries into the centre had washed out. I watch the rain pour down outside as I go about my work and later have my lunch break. A craving for chocolate sends me to the hotel next door to buy a pain au chocolate in my armor.

At 2.30 pm my friend and colleague comes into my office and says, what are we going to do about getting home. Rumors are circulating that the bridge on our route home is closed. Some say collapsed, some say closed for some maintenance so it doesn’t collapse. No one knows. The sound of horns honking outside signal that traffic is piling up.
I made a few calls around. No one knows for sure what’s going on. Our Director is already on holidays and the deputy on her way out. She doesn’t want to issue any sort of precautions. But she leaves the office and we’re all stuck here with no information.

In the meantime some reports are that the bridge is flooded, some half-washed out with traffic reduced to one lane.  But the only thing anyone knows for sure is that people have been sitting in traffic for over an hour in some cases.

I get a hold of my neighbour who also works in town. She’s heard of the flooding and that it’s also high tide, making the situation worse. Her strategy is to stay in the office until after 6 pm when the tide starts going down, easing the pressure on the bridge. The hope is that the backlogs of traffic will also start to be resolved around then. Emergency back up plan, girls trip to the 5-star hotel’s spa in town for stress relief.

It sounds reasonable. Waiting. But then part of me is worried that if I don’t get in the queue now, maybe the bridge will be completely gone later and then how will I get home.

To add to this, we’re in a fuel crisis again. The government has (again) issued a guideline on fuel prices. And the retailer and suppliers have (again) refused to sell petrol and diesel at that price. This means there’s not where to gas-up the car or buy generator fuel. And the power cuts keep coming. This has been going on for a few days now. I should have filled up last weekend but thought I still had just over a half of a tank so it wasn’t urgent. Should have known better. Now I’m hovering around a quarter. Queuing in traffic for the next two hours isn’t going to be good for the fuel level.

I can’t make up my mind. Should I stay at the office and wait until later? It’ll be dark by then and will no streetlights it’ll be impossible to see what’s happening on the road, under the puddles. Or should I go now, and hope I don’t get caught in several hours of queuing.

The internet has mysteriously dropped off as well.  I can only wonder whether it’s a side effect of the flooding or an intentional measure to stop information flows. Good thing my dongle seems to be working still.

I guess this is Africa. Now hopefully I make it home to feed the dogs.

The weather forecast doesn't look good for the rest of the week.

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ThursdayA couple of morning thunderstorms around followed by occasional rain and drizzle in the afternoon
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FridayA t-storm or two in the morning followed by periods of rain and a thunderstorm in the afternoon
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High Temperature: 29°C
Low Temperature: 24°C
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I'm back...

Or at least I'm going to try to be.

Now, a lot has happened since you saw me last. Here's a small taste in photos.
I enjoyed a morning coffee and the view from my dad's new house,

made a mean last supper for my mom as a single woman,

married her off the next day,

 discovered my cousin and her boyfriend bought horses!

I walked in the Scottish countryside,

(re)cut my hair and got new glasses,

 enjoyed the Christmas lights in Brighton,

got invited to a full-fledged British Christmas dinner complete with goose,

and came home to a house full of happy dogs.

Obviously lots more happened, but a few highlights should do. Now, not much of this happened in Dar es Salaam. 

Thursday, 18 August 2011

In the midst of Ramadan

... I'm not the only one covering up.


Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Things I've learned this week...and it's only Wednesday

It sucks to come home from a nice night away to find your computer bag and all its contents missing.
It sucks that none of the guards noticed any suspicious activity.
It's extrememly difficult to to think they're involved.
It's stupid to keep your backup in the same place as your computer.
Your neighbourhood UN security coordinator can make you feel like an idiot for not having had alarms installed in the house.
Cream cheese doesn't taste good on pizza... but apple and procuitto do.
Running over your dog is the worst feeling in the world.
Tanzania is a shitty place to have a veterinary emergency.
But even old Tanzanian men can be soft hearted when it comes to hurt puppy.
I can cry. and cry. and cry.
I can't run when my stomach hurts.
Puppies get allergic reactions to drugs and get hives.


Constant headaches suck.
I'm shitty at taking a self-test for malaria.
You can call the radio station and ask them to announce that a reward will be paid to anyone who "finds" your stolen property. I don't know if it works, but figure it's worth a try.
Good neighbours are worth their weight in gold.. or something seriously valuable.
Neighbours can save your puppy's life with optimism.

Oh, and power rationing sucks, but I knew that already, it has just been reconfirmed the last couple weeks with less at 12 hours of electricity a day.

Thursday, 14 July 2011

Smelly socks conbat malaria??

Greetings from the abyss. Its a long way down here and I'm not really up on my blogging. Pole sana.
It usually takes a kick in the butt to get me going again, and this time it's from my dad who commented that I haven't been blogging for a long time. As a non-facebooker, he relies on the blog to keep up-to-date on what I'm up to.

So if for no other reason, I should blog for my dad. Or call him more often. If I blog, whoever you are, get to benefit as well.

I couldn't let this article, which is circulating around our office, go un-blogged. I'm not sure where it's from. Potentially its from the Washington Post, but I really have no idea.
Smelly socks tested in Tanzania as way to prevent malaria

By David Brown, Published: July 13
In global public health, disease-fighting tools that are cheap, available and sustainable are the Holy Grail. It might be hard to top the one being tested in Tanzania as a way to prevent malaria: smelly socks.

Experiments in three villages where people get about 350 bites a year from malaria-infected mosquitoes are using dirty socks to lure the insects into traps, where they become contaminated with poisons and ultimately die.

Researchers hope that if the strategy works, it will eventually complement insecticide-treated bed nets as a low-tech way to prevent malaria, which kills nearly 900,000 people a year worldwide, most of them children.
“It’s a bold idea. Who would have thought there was a life-saving technology working in your laundry basket?” said Peter A. Singer, a physician who heads Grand Challenges Canada, a development agency of the Canadian government that is helping fund the research.

Previous lab studies have shown that smelly socks work well in attracting mosquitoes. Field experiments have shown that synthetic bait is more attractive than people, at least until the insects get close enough to realize there’s no blood waiting for them.

The new experiments, however, are the first head-to-head field tests of footwear vs. chemistry. The researchers hope the footwear wins.

“It is simply a cost issue and an expediency issue,” said Fredros O. Okumu, the Tanzanian entomologist leading the research. “Socks are more readily available, and you don’t have to mix any chemicals. It is the sort of thing that could be set up in a cottage factory.”

The traps are square boxes that look a little like commercial beehives. Some will contain the human-odor bait, which consists of simple chemicals (including lactic acid, ammonia and propionic acid) that are exuded by people, especially from the legs and feet. Some will contain socks worn for a day by adults. Others will contain cotton pads that schoolchildren will put inside their socks for a day and then deliver to researchers.

The researchers will compare the number of mosquitoes caught with each method.
Earlier work by Okumu and his colleagues at the Ifakara Health Institute in Tanzania showed that the chemical bait attracted four times as many mosquitoes as live people and that dirty socks worked just as well, at least in the lab. If the sock pads prove adequate, they will be the preferred bait.

The inside surfaces of some traps are coated with an organophosphate pesticide. Mosquitoes that land there will die within 24 hours. Other traps contain a fungus that infects the insects and kills them in five days — roughly half the time needed for the complicated cycle that enables a newly infected mosquito to transmit the malaria parasite to a person.

The bait-and-kill strategy is a new one in malaria prevention efforts.
Normally, attempts to prevent malaria by controlling mosquitoes, known as vector control, have aimed at driving the insects away from people or killing them once natural attraction has brought them into proximity.

Insecticide-treated bed nets, millions of which have been sold or given away in Africa in the past decade, have a long-acting repellant, permethrin. In many malaria-endemic areas, people spray the inside walls of dwellings with insecticide that kills mosquitoes when they land.
Bed nets have cut childhood deaths by about 20 percent in malaria-endemic areas. Modeling suggests that traps could reduce malaria transmission about as much as bed nets do in villages where half the households use them.

Despite its low-tech appearance, the strategy Okumu is testing is far more complicated, and potentially fraught with hazard, than it seems.

A key question is where to place traps. They need to be close enough to dwellings to attract mosquitoes, but not so close that they will increase people’s exposure to the disease-carrying insects. Okumu’s research suggests that the traps should be at least 100 feet from houses.

Another question is how many traps a village might need. Okumu has calculated the minimum number at 20 per 1,000 people, although in places where malaria transmission is especially intense and in certain village configurations, 130 traps per 1,000 people might be needed.

Despite these challenges, Singer said, projects such as these are what Grand Challenges Canada is looking to support. It is providing $388,000 for the research, and the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation is providing a similar amount. The Gates Foundation gave Okumu $100,000 for preliminary studies, as well.

“We are inspired by people like Fredros,” Singer said. “We strongly believe that innovators in low-income countries are best situated to solve their own problems. He is an African researcher with an African innovation for an African problem.”

Okumu, who is a doctoral candidate at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, said he is “working on the premise that this is a global problem — a global problem in a flat world.”

He said he doubted that there might be an application for his strategy — should it prove successful — in non-malarious places such as the United States. A pair of socks from a recent 10K run at the corner of a patio will only briefly divert mosquitoes. They’ll soon find the bare legs under the picnic table.

“Mosquitoes are still fairly clever animals,” he said. “What they are looking for is blood. They might be attracted to the socks, but they will not spend much time there.”

Read more: http://www.digitaljournal.com/article/