If there is anything positive about living in rural Tanzania, it is the low price and availability of medicine. Even in the most remote village, there tends to be one pharmacy that sells everything from Band-Aids to tablets that treats malaria. With many generics that cost no more than a few USD for something that would cost many times more elsewhere, it makes sense for price-conscious foreigners to purchase medicines in rural Africa rather than in their home countries. What if one falls ill? In market towns across the country, district- and regional-level hospitals exist to provide basic treatments.
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Saturday, June 3, 2017
at 1:22 PM
It is the author's first time in San Francisco airport (SFO) in perhaps 8 or 9 years. The airport seems have gotten much cleaner, brighter, and bigger than before. But amid the positive first impressions of the place, one other visual cue that stood out, maybe a bit too much, was just how many Asian people can be found in the airport. The majority of people at the airport was Asian, from guys assisting passengers at the luggage scanning machines, the people guiding people around airports, to, of course, passengers themselves. Even immigration staff, generally pretty multiracial, tends to be heavily Asian at SFO.
Friday, May 26, 2017
Why is There So Little Serious Discussions of Africa's Economic Falling Behind among Expats on the Ground?
at 4:31 AM
This blog has not been kind to rural Tanzania or Africa in general. From criticizing the people's flippant attitude toward money to oddities of everyday life, it has made no effort to conceal that fact that it has portrayed the locations where the author has resided and traveled to in an overwhelmingly negative light. In the process, much doubt is cast on the future of the continent, much in contrary to the more and more common thesis of "Africa Rising" narrative that is growing prominent in some quarters of popular media and academic world.
Thursday, May 11, 2017
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China, today as it has nearly always been, is a land of food. People are willing and will spend excessive ants of money on good food, and tend to seek out the next best restaurant that is coming up. Tens of thousands of restaurateurs battle it out in a city of millions, where good food is rewarded with constant line of patrons willing to wait for hours and days for a taste, while mediocre ones close down in matter of months as they can no longer afford to pay high rents in a expensive real estate market like Shanghai. The sheer competitiveness of the market means that only the most delicious will survive.
Thursday, April 20, 2017
at 11:07 AM
This blog discusses rains quite a lot, and perhaps that is unsurprising given how central rain patterns are to the agriculture-centered local economy. Indeed, when in villages, one of the most common topics of conversations is whether or not rains have come, when did it come, how long it was, and how strong was the downpour. In a place where motorcycles are the chief mode of transport, the coming and going of rains is not just important to gauge the success of crops, but when and how long trips to the next village or market town can be.
Saturday, March 4, 2017
at 12:59 AM
What does being "American" mean? When hearing the word, one can usually conjure the pictures of loud being with distinctive accents proudly talking about the wealth and power of their home country, the global ubiquitous pop culture, and voicing their worries at the current political directions. Inevitably (and often quite obviously), these same people will have citizenship of the USA. Without the need to elaborate, the fact that they have the citizenship of the USA makes them America, and entitle them to speak of the country's culture, politics, and wealth in a matter-of-fact, this-is-my-business manner.
Thursday, January 12, 2017
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As predicted in the previous post, the author's time in Japan cannot possibly pass without having to answer some questions about Africa. The questions are really as general as the title of this post suggests, and the inquiry usually comes with unusual solemnity incompatible with the rowdiness of restaurants filled with drunken salarymen. A deep breath needs to be taken before an answer is given. The inquirer is expecting some serious details, and with so much seen in Africa, it is difficult to select for which details that will most interest the inquirers within their short attention spans.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
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Despite the continued doubt about exactly how useful English language really is in Japan, there is no denying that there is in fact an active, if small, segment of avid English learners in Japan. To call them "avid" does not imply half-heartedness. Instead, the avidity comes from the fact that there really is no urgent need for them to learn the language at all. They do not use English in their jobs, they have no need to travel abroad for either work or pleasure, and indeed, they have no need whatsoever to interact with foreign persons or cultures if so they wish.
Sunday, January 8, 2017
at 11:08 PM
The author is a big user of hostels. Being cheap locations with many people to meet and relative safety of numbers, they generally fit the author's intention to travel on the shoestring and bump into random people in random places. Interestingly enough, the author had never before stayed in hostels in Tokyo, despite having lived in the country for over seven years. The current trip gave him that particular opportunity, as he specifically sought out perhaps the cheapest place to sleep in central Tokyo, with the price tag of about 180 USD for a whole week and a half of stay.
Wednesday, January 4, 2017
at 9:04 PM
Japan is a country of old people, the stats are very clear on this point. With one of the world's lowest birthrate and the highest median age, the country is set to become more and more elderly in the coming years and decades. But those numbers do not really sink in until one hits the streets and sees the country at work. Especially on menial public services jobs (such as street cleaners, trash pickup, train station maintenance staff), the average worker is definitely no less than 40, and more realistically (averaging) somewhere in the 50-60-years-old range. It is sad to see such old folks bending over to carry large bags or wipe low places.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
at 1:25 AM
The other day, the author found himself at the street food market of the little highlands town that he calls home. Severe downpours drowned out the streets while he was going for his brunch session on the streets. Thankfully, the market is covered by thatched roof, leaving a whole group of locals stranded under it for a couple of hours. There were some dismay, but little tension among the crowds. All sat down in the foods markets' various stalls, picking up cups of tea, a few pastries, and some newspapers, whiling away the rainy hours with a few chats.
Saturday, August 6, 2016
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On his brief tour of Isimila Stone Age Site outside Iringa town, the author got in a brief conversation with his mandatory tour guide on the Olympics. "So, have you watched the Olympics, it just started today," the author casually quipped. The nonchalant question quickly brought excitement to the otherwise professional guide who, before this, had kept the conversation strictly focused on the history of the area, reputedly one of the earliest residences of modern man's direct ancestor, homo erectus. "Yes, yes, I am going to watch the opening ceremony after work today!" The guide cannot hide his enthusiasm.
Saturday, July 30, 2016
at 9:13 AM
The reaction of the customers sitting around sipping their beers could not have been any different. Just moments before, when the author entered the little roadside cafe on his way back from the local museum visit, the six half-drunken old men could not contain their excitement upon seeing a Chinese guy walking into their usual hangout spot. But now, after asking where the author is from and receiving "America" as the answer, the crowd quickly grew tame and quiet. The enthusiasm to strike up further conversation dissipated, and they left the author mostly to wait for his meal in silence.
Friday, July 8, 2016
at 8:10 AM
The Livingstone Museum, in downtown Livingstone, Zambia, has an interesting way of chronologically displaying the area's history. It starts with the natural exhibits of the land, so famously shaped by Victoria Falls and the Zambezi River, move on to the local ethnography, and finally to the more recent history of the town itself. In this chronology, there is an interesting section that display a model of the pre-modern African village, with its semi-naked residents and thatched huts, immediately followed by the town of Livingstone at the turn of the century, with cars, shops, and a multiracial population.
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
at 10:46 AM
On the touristy Vilakazi street of Soweto, right across the street from Nelson Mandela's old house, was a distinctively colored car. With large black, yellow, and green stripes visibly painted to the back and the side, the car's origin is only too obvious to anyone who knows anything about South African politics: it is a car belonging to the African National Congress (ANC), the formerly undergrad political organization started in opposition to apartheid government's unequal treatment of blacks and their political disenfranchisement and have led the national government ever since multiracial elections were introduced in 1994.
Sunday, July 3, 2016
at 12:09 PM
From looks the main urban areas of Cape Town is no different from anywhere in the developed world. Coming from Tanzania, where paved roads and street lights are luxury even in the main city of Dar es Salaam, the immaculately maintained main streets of the city, flanked by vibrant shops, hotels, and malls,, is, by no exaggeration, the envy of sub-Saharan Africa. The suburbs immediately surrounding the city center and hugging the Atlantic coastlines are home to first-class expressways and homes with modernistic architectural designs that are not out of place in the most moneyed American residential areas.
Saturday, May 21, 2016
at 9:22 PM
The author is quite used to having the ease of currency exchange as an expected convenience. In particular, he is quite used to the situation in Asia, where currency exchanges in all countries nearly always operate with no less than 15 currencies, taking in the standard set of hard currencies (USD, Euro, British pounds, Swiss francs) while making available practically all currencies of East and Southeast Asia, barring only those with small/closed economies (Cambodia, Laos, East Timor, to name a few).
Friday, May 20, 2016
at 12:48 PM
In supposedly war-torn Cyprus, the United Nations headquarters is aptly located in a bombed out hotel. During the 1974 Turkish invasion of Cyprus, the Ledra Palace Hotel, one of the best in Cypriot capital of Nicosia, at the time, was on the receiving end of the constant barrages. With the hotel situated directly on the UN-mandated "Green Line" that separated the city's northern Turkish districts from the southern Greek zones, the 1974 war saw it become the very frontlines of devastating military conflict that left millions internally displaced in its aftermath.
Thursday, May 19, 2016
at 12:24 PM
Another day, another plane crash. This time with Egyptair over the Mediterranean. Like the times of old, global media wasted no time in jumping with their various versions of speculations and conspiracy theories. Now everyone flying the general region is all tensed up as TV coverage repeat the videos of crying family members and terse official statements from the Egyptian government. Like the fiasco faced by Malaysian Airlines after two crashes, the company's image and revenues are both bound to suffer, a true misfortune to the first commercial airlines of the Middle East.
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
at 10:42 PM
"Oh, I am from (Country A or B or C), but I am Jewish and just got to Israel as a new immigrant." This was one of the oft-repeated lines from self-introductions when the author spent his Wednesday night in Tel Aviv mingling with the local expat working crowd in one of the city's high-end beach bars. "I still need to settle down, take those Hebrew lessons, and find a job, but so far it is great," the new immigrants would mention, quite hopeful of their situations in a completely new country for many of them despite their Jewish heritage.