Sunday, May 30, 2010
Lizzard Lounge :P
Gaborone Rocks...literally!
So yesterday morning Alex, Tamar, and I decided to climb up Khale hill, which is the highest point in Gaborone. Except that the cab driver did not know where to go. He first dropped us off at the rock quarry on the other side of the hill. When we told him this was obviously not right (no hiking spot would be located right next to a blast zone) he talked to the guy and took us around to a very sketchy set of steps, with no one else around, that lead to what was sort of but not really a path. We decided to climb it anyway and it was a half made path (though marked in places!) that was absolutely grueling. Though what we climbed was not Khale hill, but rather the hill next to it, it was still a blast. I had many possible near-death experiences climbing on large cliffs/boulders since there were no park rangers to tell me no. We got a great view of Gaborone and could see just how widespread the urbanization has become. My legs are quite scratched up now but it was great. Another time we'll climb the legit Khale hill and hopefully in better weather so I'll have better pictures. Days in Gaborone are usually in the 60s/70s and always sunny with bright blue skies, since its winter and the dry season. But this weekend for some reason its been cold/overcast/ and even rainy. Yuck. Oh well, more adventures to come. :)
Friday, May 28, 2010
Food!!!
Food in Botswana can be both the same and different as in the US. On the whole its very good. Going grocery shopping here is exactly the same as in the US. The two grocery stores at Riverwalk (which are nicer than FroGro btw) have all the same things we do, even some of our brands (they have skippy peanut butter but, alas, only the chunky kind). They also have Tim Tams! There’s this sauce here called Peri-Peri sauce that we’ve all become addicted to. You use it on chicken and things. Its spicy and tangy and delicious. It was first brought here by a chain restaurant called Nando’s, which claims that the sauce is Portuguese. Either way, its wildly popular here and Peri-Peri chicken is the best culinary surprise of the trip so far.
At lunch time one of my favorite things about main mall is that my meal never costs me more than the equivalent of about $2.50. One of my favorite things to get are pies, which are kind of like British meat pies but much better. They have meat, vegetables, and sauce within a croissant like bread. They have a chicken per-peri one which is my fave. However they have a lot of different other ones, like vegetable curry which is really good too.
I also surprisingly like some of the traditional food I’ve tried. I actually really like pap, which is pounded cornmeal or maize, its basically fufu. That’s like a staple here and looks like potatoes or grits. It has like no taste and a lot of Americans don’t like the consistency but I like it. They also make very good chicken here and they have this pounded/shredded beef that’s absolutely amazing. They also gook beans really well too. But they also eat different parts of the animal I wouldn’t normally go for. Tripe (cow intestines and colon) is a delicacy here and they love it. But when I’ve seen it before it’s always been white. Here Carol told me they just take it, boil it, and add some salt. The product is green, which is a little off putting and I have yet to work up the nerve to try it. They also like eating pigs/cows feet, hearts, and liver. Hearts and liver I’ve both seen before, but I’m not a very big fan.
Fruit on the other hand is great here, especially the juice. Its all pure juice with no sugar added and its 100 times better than any juice in the states. They also have good tea called Bush tea that's red and amazing :)
Ga Kibuye Setswana
After only being here for a week, the one thing I wish most is that I spoke Setswana. When people asked me before I left what language they spoke in Botswana I said English, which is technically true. Botswana was formerly the British colony of Bechuanaland. Thus, the language that was imposed on the population was English. Its technically the official language, along with the native language of Setswana. It’s taught in all the schools, all the university classes are taught in it, most signs are in it, and all government business is done in it.
Regardless of that, almost none of the Batswana speak it to each other or unless they have to. They would much rather speak in Setswana, which is completely understandable because its their language. All the people at work, even in the government, speak Setswana to each other, and tend to be much more soft spoken when they have to speak in English. When Dr. Moffatt’s secretary was taking us around to meet all the support staff, she said it’ll be easier if I do the introductions in my own language. Its what they grow up hearing and I think its also a point of cultural pride. Like a wise random cab driver in Philly once told me, language is culture. It makes sense that in Africa you would speak African language. It makes me feel bad that the world system is such that everyone has to speak English for education and commerce, even though that’s just the hard truth. I feel like there’s a perception of American arrogance that we can’t speak the Setswana language even though we’re in Botswana, as if we don’t respect their culture and we expect them to change to accommodate us.
That being said, Setswana is an extremely beautiful but difficult language to try to learn. There are sounds in it that I have never had to attempt to pronounce before and its quite challenging. The grammar is also very hard to. For example they use a lot of prefixes. Like bo- means “land of”, mo is a singular person, and ba- is people. So Botswana is “Land of the Tswana people”, a Motswana is a singular person from Botswana, and Batswana would be the equivalent of saying the collective word Americans.
I’m going to get Carol to teach me more Setswana so I can get better at it!
Work work work!
- Working with the death registry because Dr. Moffatt is working on building the country's first hospice and he's doing a study trying to find out where people die in Botswana and if its really where they want to die or if it just circumstance.
- Working with him on a project about TB non-compliance. I really want to work on this project because of the disproportionate amount of brain space I devoted to TB at the end of the semester. Flashback to Paul Farmer/ my group's HSOC 10 project. I'd be again working with the death registry to see how many of the people who have stopped coming for treatment have died and how many have just stopped showing up, in which case they need to be found.
- Going on some hospital inspections and helping the department with some of the reports and assessments
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Mall Adventures
Its really interesting to see the divide in income here, which is really apparent at the malls. Game City and RiverWalk are both relatively expensive and extremely Westernized. Yesterday I was talking to Carol, our student guide, who took me into a store that sold American brands like Guess. A Guess sweater was about P500, which is about $30 give or take. While that may not be over the top for us, it is an outrageous amount of money in Botswana.
The Main Mall is much more local in atmosphere and a lot more inexpensive. While there are stores, there are also stalls on the street which sell local food and handmade things. Its a really cool place. Some of the stalls selling cd's blare the traditional music they're selling and you feel like you have a soundtrack when you're walking down the street. It's pretty awesome!
Friday, May 21, 2010
Plane Adventures and First Impressions
I was flying with another intern on our program and caught the connecting flight to Gaborone in the Johannesburg airport. It was on a small propeller plane but it was only an hour flight and had a beautiful view of South Africa.
I arrived in the Sir Seretse Khama airport in Gaborone, which is smaller than Bradley International and almost completely empty. It took all of 10 minutes to go through customs and grab our bags and then we went outside and met the people from the Botswana-UPenn Partnership that came to pick us up. One of them was the student guide, Carol, who is amazing. She gave us our local cell phones to use and took us to the bank to take out some cash.
Money Matters
The currency here is pula, which is hands down the coolest currency I've seen so far. Pula means "rain" in the Setswana language, which goes to show how important it is in this desert country. Its pretty colors (purple, red, blue, green) and has beautiful pictures of zebras and Batswana (people from Botswana) on it. The conversion rate is about 7 pula to 1 dollar, which was very useful to figure out.
Dorms at UB
We got to the graduate student dorms at University of Botswana where the interns are living for the summer. The campus is nice and pretty big. There are two suites, each with 6 single bedrooms, a living room/kitchen/and bathroom. Its a really nice dorm! The shower beats most of the showers I've taken at Penn. I love my bed, which is really soft and doesn't seem to have any metal springs in it. That first day, after I brief trip to the mall, I got back to the room and slept for about 16 hours, so the bed is great!