Cairo: The Pyramids, Tutankhamun and Tahrir Sqaure

July 12 – July 16

When I realized that my trip to Tanzania would be routing through Cairo, I couldn’t help but take advantage and include an extended stayover during my return. The pyramids have always been a cause for wonder and certainly another one of those places on the list of must sees. Of course, the political unrest was a cause for concern, but it seemed that things had calmed down a bit in the country since the January 25th uprising and seemed to be in a state of rest since President Mubarek had stepped down.

With that in mind, and the added advantage that the sites would be far less crowded, I decided it was a great opporunity I couldn’t pass up. Since I was upscaling it a fair bit in Tanzania, relatively speaking, I thought it was a good idea to save some money and take cheaper accomodations in Cairo. I booked my stay at a place called “The Canadian Hostel”. I was looking for an authentic experience, and figured this hostel would give that to me! Well…not really, they offered a free pick up and shuttle ride from the airport, and as I was getting in late, figured that was a good option. It also cost only $13 per night, with breakfast included!

Now…since I had been on the mountain the last 8 days, and since its hard to get tv service up there (althought the porters would be listening to soccer games on the radio and cheers all over the campsite could be heard at times) I hadn’t been watching any news so wasn’t really up to date on what was happening in the world. I had missed the fact that demonstrators had set up shop once again in Tahrir Square on July 8th, frustrated with the progress of things since the ousting of Mubarek, and frustrated with the lack of convictions against a corrupt police force that opened fire during peaceful demonstrations back in February. And, due to my ignorance of the lay of the land in Cairo, little did I realize that my accomodations in Cairo were only 100ft from Tahrir Square in donwtown Cairo!!

So as I get to my hostel, which was about 12:30 am, I realized I was right in the middle of all the activity in Tahrir Square. Ahmed, the guy from the hostel that picked me up indicated that there were not that many tourists in Cairo right now, and that the square is definitely not the best place for foreigners to hang out. Even if it was, the square is self policied by demontrators, and only Egyptian nationals are allowed in the square. No worries from me, as I didn’t have any intentions in joining in on the fun!

After some quick Egyptian food, which was awesome by the way, I hit the bed and got ready to see the Pyramids in the morning. I actually ended up booking Ahmed, and a tour guide from the hostel, Mohammed, to take me around the next day and show me the sites. Far easier then cabbin it or taking buses, and with the sentiment towards foreigners in the city, I figured that was a good option.

We first when to Memphis, a suberb of Cairo and once the the Ancient capital of Egypt. The Pharoes had their residences here, but now its basically an open air Museum now with a number of statues and skulptures, including a Colossel of Ramses II.

But once again, one of the major things I noticed, was the amount of garbage on the streets. Garbage on the streets everywhere, and a small river dividing two roads on the way to Memphis had its river banks basically made out of garbage. I couldn’t find out if thats where they dump their garbage, or just store it their, but it was clear that garbage collection is not a major priority in Cairo. And of course, you can’t drink the water there.

After Memphes, we went to Saqqara, which was basically a Necropolis (or graveyard) for the Pharoes from Memphis. Saqqara is famous for containing the first ever Phyramid. King Djoser apparently wanted to do something different to aid his soul in the afterlife so he built a step Pyramid that put him closer to the heavens. Or at least thats what my guide told me!

It was pretty cool all the same, but what was certainly noteworthy was the lack of tourists at these sites.

After Saqqare we decided to get something to eat, so Mohammed suggested a place that he thought I would like. It turned out that it had a huge egyptian style buffet, and a great view of the Pyramids of Giza, which was the primary purpose for stopping in Cairo.

After lunch, the destination was the pyramids. I must say it was pretty cool, and finally being able to see them in person was amazing. I did put up the extra cash to go into the Great Pyramid, which cost 100 Egyptian pounds, about $20. You didn’t get to see a whole lot, as much of the Pyramid is not accessible, but was pretty cool to walk up one of the shafts to one of the burial chambers. Apparently a couple of days before, a researcher had discovered new hieroglypics in the pyramids, so people are still learning things from them.

Unfortunately, there is not a whole lot to do at the pyramids. I figured there would be a bit more set up, to learn about the history and stuff, but nope, all you pretty much do is go and see them! Mohammed was helpful, as he knew a fair bit about the pyramids since he is studying to be an Egyptologist, but somehow I expected a bit more. Also, you get bombarded by guys wanting to sell you Camel rides. They basically fight over your attention, and you end up having to be pretty rude to get clear of them. Again, luckily I was with the guide, as he was able to deflect a lot of the oncomers, so I can’t imagine how bad it is on your own. But I guess business for them is pretty down as well, considered the lack of tourists, and I was like fresh meat!

I did end up doing a Camel ride. It wasn’t high on my list of things to do, but I guess its one of those things you should experience. It Was alright, and got some good pictures with the Pyramids, but certainly not worth the prices they charge you.

After that it was back to the hostel and take things easy.

My second day in Cairo, I took in the Egyptian Musuem. The main attraction of the Musuem is the Tutankhamun Exhibition, which turned out to be incredible. This is certainly a must see while in Cairo. Tutankhamen ascended to the thrown when he was 8 years old…and ruled until he died at 18 years old. Known as the boy king, he must have been worshipped incredibly, as evidenced by the amount of treasures discovered in his tomb in the Valley of the Kings. All these treasures now, including the infamous face mask (which is incredible) are all on display in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo.

My third day in Cairo, I really didn’t do much. Just wanted to explore the city a bit and get a feel for the culture. However, i tried to used the subway at one point, but got stopped by a protestor demanding to see my passport. I tried to walk past him, but it was clear he didn’t want me to. Rather than cause a scene, and since i knew that the police force is basically non-existent in Cairo these days, I decided it was better to just turn around, and find another way to get around.

That was the interesting thing, you never really felt safe while on these demontrations where going on. I was pretty confident nothing would happen, but I was certainly conscious of my actions, and attempted to avoid conflict when possible. I did see a number of fights take place in the square, and past by a few shops were people were buying guns! Apparently some neighbourhoods are policing themselves since the police is not really doing anything. The country is under military rule at the moment.

Was tough, as since I was one of few foreigners that I had seen, especially in the downtown area, was getting approached a lot by small businesses owners, basically assaulting me to sell me paprys and perfumes!! Became exausting by the third day, and started to just speak German a lot and say “no speak english” and that seemed to help a bit!!

Be interesting to see what will happen with the protestors the next few weeks, but I’m certainly glad I wasn’t spending too much more time in Cairo!

Colossal of Rameses II

Pyramid of Djoser (Known as the Step Pyramid)

Me and Cheops – The Great Pyramid

The pyramids of Giza

Riding a Camel

This is actually a tornado! Wasn’t very big and no one seemed to be worried, but this was a small tornado that I watched for about 20s…and managed to catch the end of it on video.

The Sphinx and the Pyramids

An early morning look onto Tahrir Square as I walk outside the Hostel

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Some Pics of Kilimanjaro

The route ahead

On the Trail

The things porters carry!

Relaxing at Camp

Set up for Breakfast

Enjoying a morning tea

The mountain and I

Posing during an acclimatization walk at Shira Caves Campsite

Getting closer to Kibo – the cone of the mountain

Baranco Camp

Climbing the breach wall at Baranco Camp

Getting closer!

My guide and me..

At Baraf Huts with summit in the background.

Taking a break on the summit push.

Finally reaching stella point, after 5 hours. 1 more to go!

Reaching the highest point in Africa

Simon and I at Uhuru Peak – He has been there many times…my first!

One of the glaciers on top of Kilimanjaro

Sunrise at the roof of Africa.

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Taking on Mount Kilimanjaro – A worthy Foe

So I’ve returned from my battle with Africa’s largest mountain. Kilimanjaro has been described as a fairly moderate climb, with no technical skills required, and any somewhat fit person can get to the top. It has been also described as a long hard walk. So going in, I was pretty confident I would be able to get to the top fairly easy, even without any specific training for the climb. Little did I know what I was really in for!

Mount Kilimanjaro stands at 5895m or 19341 ft. The mountain has a number of different routes you can climb, ranging from easy to difficult. I chose the Machame route, nicknamed the Whiskey Route, in comparison to the easier, Marangu route which is nicknamed the Coca-Cola route. Machame is probably the 2nd hardest route on the mountain, with the Umbewe route being the toughest, but that route doesn’t appear on most outfitters itinerary. All routes get hard on Summit day, as there is no easy route to the top.

I chose Machame as I figured it would be a good test, and I also figured there would be less people, as my guide book had indicated that 70% of people choose the Marangu route. However, I was somewhat disappointed to discover that there were a great deal of people on the climb. In our camp, there were probably 200-300 people, when you included trekkers, guides, cooks, and porters. It was like a mini city each time we got into camp, and the city kept moving up the mountain.

Despite feeling a little overcrowded in an attempt to experience nature, the set up is pretty good. Basically the only things you have to worry about on the climb is walking and sleeping. Everything else is done for you. Porters carry your gear and set up and take down your tent for you. The cook takes care of the meals and cleans everything for you. Basically, I was treated like a king while on the mountain, all I had to do was walk and wait for my next meal. And appears that all outfitters take the same approach, and go out of their way to make it a good experience for each climber, and make sure they are well attended to.
The food was awesome on the trek. There was always more than enough to eat, they made sure you were not hungry and the meals were all very good.

The porters are amazing, some days we would leave camp, then the porters would take the tent down, yet by the time we roll into the next camp, the tents would be all set up for us! I don’t know how they passed us all the time, but they carry a lot of weight and boot it around the mountain pretty quickly.
The porters work extremely hard. They even carry tables and chairs up the mountain, and have it all set up for some groups when they come in to camp. I thought that was over the top, as that is not how I really envision camping, but as I said, they go up and beyond the normal expectations.

I won’t give a complete summary of the trip, don’t want to bore you too much, but here was the itinerary and the distances each day:

Day 1: Machame Gate to Machame Camp – 4hrs – 10.75 km (1811m/5942ft -> 3021m/99llft)
Day 2: Machame Huts to Shira Cave – 4hrs – 5.3 km (3839m/1205ft)
Day 3: Shira Cave – Barranco Huts – 6hrs – 10.75 km (via Lava Tower at 4627m/15,180ft, finish at 3986m/13,071ft)
Day 4: Baranco Huts – Karanga Valley – 3hrs – 5.3 km (4034m/13,235ft)
Day 5: Karanga Valley – Barafu Huts – 3hrs – 3.2 Km (4662m/15295ft)
Midnight: Barafu – Summit – 6hrs – 4.8 km (5895m/19341ft)
Decent at 6am: to Barafu – 3 hrs – 4.8 km
Decent at 2pm: to Mweke Camp – 4 hrs – 18 km
Decent to Mweke Gate – 3 hrs – 10 km

On day 5 we got into Camp about 12:30pm. We had lunch then we did a 1.5 hour acclimatization walk then back down to rest. The agenda for the day then was to rest up and be ready for the summit attempt which started at midnight.
Two things about the trek I should mention, acclimatization is very important and the days are hot and the nights are very cold!
There are a lot of people that end up not making it to the top of Kilimanjaro, and the main reason is due to the altitude. As I said, the walk itself is not overly difficult, demanding at times – yes, but as long as you put one foot in front of the other, it can get done. But altitude sickness you can’t do anything about, and depending on how severe, you have to go back down.
A number of climbers take Diamox, the trade name for acetazolamide, which is supposed to help you deal with high altitudes. I actually had some with me, but my goal was not to use it. I chose the itinerary that had an extra acclimatization day to help ensure I would be ok. As well, Machame being a tough route, you are forced to go slower, and hence have a better chance of acclimatizing as you move up the mountain. However, everyone I talked to in camp where taking Diamox, and had been for a few days, so I got a little foreshadowing of what was to come!

The days are long, as the walking is very slow. To help with acclimatization the guides keep reminding you “pole, pole” (pronounced ‘polee, polee’, and means ‘slowly, slowly’, gets really annoying when they say it all the time!!).
And the heat takes a lot out of you during the day so by the time you roll into camp you are pretty tired.
The summit attempt starts at midnight. You have to really gear up and wear layers because its pretty cold on the mountain at night, especially at that altitude.

We started at 12:00am…and things were going pretty good. Pole, Pole was the only way to go, as the string of climbers prevented anything faster. Plus, I’m not sure if it was possible to go faster. It was actually a pretty funny site, seeing these headlamps snake up the mountain. Things went pretty good for the first while, felt pretty good and didn’t feel too tired. However, at what I thought was 4hrs in, I was starting to feel the altitude. I asked Simon, my guide, what time it was, and I couldn’t believe it when he said 2:15am. I was so discouraged as it really felt like 4 hrs. I was beginning to wish the top would come in a hurry. I was also beginning to rethink my decision not to take Diamox. However, I didn’t have a headache, and didn’t have the symptoms of altitude sickness, I was just struggling to get enough oxygen, and my legs were starting to get pretty heavy. Its been a long time since I’ve put that many miles in walking over 6 days, and my legs were certainly feeling it.
I bore down and just thought about putting one foot in front of the other, trying not to think about the distance or the time.
At about 4 hours in, there was a bit of commotion up ahead and then I noticed some people coming back down the mountain. Their guide was shouting out something in Swahili, that I couldn’t understand, and seemed like the people ahead of me were getting agitated. I asked Simon what was on the go, and he said that there is a huge flood about 100m up from us, and that the guide said it was impassible. Simon said he never heard of such a thing on the trail…so this was a first. Some people ahead of us started to go back down…and I asked Simon what he thought we should do. We decided to go up and take a look at it, and felt that it was probably a flash flood and that it would go down.
I was starting to think that the time, effort and money into the climb was a waste, but I would be lying if I wasn’t a little happy that the agony might be shorter then I thought it would be!!!
However, by the time we got to the river, it was crossable and we just had to jump across. I did have a close call though as part of my foot slipped and went into the river. At that temperature 4 hrs up the mountain…it was a very close call…as if I had gotten wet…I’m sure I’ld be looking at some frostbite. But luckily the boots were waterproof and no water got in.
After that, its was a slugfest between me and the mountain. I was a bit regenerated from passing the ordeal, but the mountain quickly punched back as we got closer to the top. The last hour getting to Stella point, which is the Crater Rim (Kilimanjaro is an inactive volcano that collapsed on itself) was excruciating. By the time we got there, we were 5 hours in. Now Stella point is not the highest point though, we had another one hour walk across the top of the mountain, on the crater rim, to get to Uhuru peak, which is 19341ft. This was perhaps the longest hour of my life. It seemed excruciatingly slow and I thought we would never get there.
However, my spirits where raised during this part as about half way through, the daylight started to crest the horizon. And shortly before getting to Uhuru peak, the sunrise made its way up. It was a gorgeous site and being at Uhuru peak for the sunrise was spectacular.

As much as I would like to say, I took 100% advantage of the experience, my number one thought was to get the picture and get down off the mountain. Was really feeling the altitude at this point and wasn’t feeling the greatest. Managed to take some time to get the photo at the sign, and take some pictures of the glaciers and the sunrise. I didn’t get to appreciate the crater itself as much as I would like to, but as I alluded to, the number one priority on most peoples mind was to get the heck out of there and back down to camp!

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St. Constantine’s BBall Session and Maasai Village Tour

Saturday, July 2 2011

On Saturday I woke up feeling somewhat better. I took some of my ciprofaloxacin general antibiotic the night before, and that seems to have done the trick and settled my stomach down a bit.

I had arranged a bball clinic and St. Constantine’s Internation School here in Arusha. Daryl had put me in contact with Peter Luis, who coaches a girls team in Monduli, and through him and the Sports Master at St. Constantines, William Twig, we managed to get some time on the court. It was a bit last minute, so they were not expecting a great deal of kids, but we had a good turnout for boys as well as girls.

Peter brought his team down from Monduli. Its a Maasai village and the girls were all in uniform. Peter is from California and has been in Tanzania for 6 years. He actually built the school in Monduli and runs things there. The school has been open for 3 years and now Peter is in the midst of building a basketball court there! He is an amazing guy and seems to have a big passion for helping the people there. He speaks fluent Swahili but his main focus is to help improve the english of the kids in the village.

We ran the session from 9am till about 12pm and then Peter offered to take me back to Monduli to show me the school and to check out the village. It was great experience to see the village and Peter is pretty proud of the school and the programs they are being offered there. He had just spent 2 months back in the US fundraising for the school.

He is also loves to talk basketball. Looks like a pretty good player himself, he is excited to get his girls team more time on the court, and has expressed interest in partnering with me with any of these types of events in the future. So was a great opportunity to establish the connection there. Not alone the culture experience of seeing an actual Maasai village.

Peter’s new basketball Court in Monduli!

Getting a tour from Edward and the bball girls.

In front of Edward’s room at his home. The traditional huts are called Boma’s. Edward has his own. There is also seperate one for cooking.

Edward explaining how they collect rain water and store it.

Coach Peter Luis taking it easy.

After the tour, Peter took me to a local restaurant where he had arranged a meal to be cooked for us. Always difficult finding a place where the food is washed in clean water and safe to eat, especially for foreigners as we haven’t built up the tolerence to the bacteria. However, the food was actually awesome, and as I had my appetite back, was glad to have the chance at a good meal. We also had a good chance to relax and chat about some of the challenges and differences here in Tanzania, and about some of the possibilites together for the future.

After lunch, I took a cab back to Arusha, as Monduli was about an hour west of Arusaha. On the way back, we got flagged down my a couple of girls that were looking for a taxi back to Arusha. It turned out that one girl was from Fredericton, New Brunswick and the other girl was from Vancouver. Small world for sure…the girl from Fredericton actually knew Manny Wilby, who had played for me a couple of years ago!! They were both here volunteering at orphanages for two months, and getting some travel in on the side.

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Arusha – Foothills of Mt Meru and Mt Kilimanjaro

I used to watch a lot of black and white movies as a kid, and one that I remember is The Snows of kilimanjoro. Its a Gregory Peck movie and in it he is basically dying from a hunting accident while on Safari in Kilimanjaro! Not sure if its the best movie to be remembering right now, as I gear up for my 7 day hike up that same mountain on Monday, but its perhaps why I’ve always had a fascination with climbing the mountain every since I was kid. Not that I ever even knew where it was then, but I knew that someday I would want to climb it. And looks like that someday is tomorrow!

I’m currently in Arusha now, which is Northwest of Dar Es Salaam, closer to Kenya and Serengheti National Park. I flew up on Friday on Precision Air, a small local company. I was supposed to fly up at 4pm, but they changed my flight to 2pm, so ended up being a in a pretty big rush to the airport after the closing ceremonies of the camp. Apparently that happens a lot here, that flights will get changed last minute, or even cancelled. Just one of things you have to put up with.

But luckily I got to the airport on time, the Vice Presided of Tanzanian Basketball Federation graciously offered to rush me in his car, rather than getting a taxi, so that helped a lot.

Plane was small, but quite comfortable and the services was great. Was only a 1 hour flight from Dar to Kilimanjaro aiprort. Caught a glimps of the mountain was we were up 22,000 ft.

Then I had to arrange a taxi from the airport to Arusha. Arranging taxi’s here is always an adventure. Its a known fact that if you have white skin, they immediately jack up the price. So its always a back and forth trying to get them down in price. So when I came out of the airport, I was initially told it would be $50 US to go to Arusha. But then I noticed a bus offering seats for 10,000 TSh (about $6) so figured that was the better deal, even if it would be crowded. But I then noticed a couple from New Zealand and we ended up talking a taxi into taking the 3 of us for 30,000 Tsh, so about $18 total. So worked out pretty good.

Gidibo had booked be a room at the SnowCrest hotel in Arusha. He had a friend of a friend that worked there so was able to get me a pretty good deal. It turned out to be a fantastic hotel, only a year old, with excellent service and food. And I got it at a great price considering its high tourist season here, and when I checked online, some hotels wanted 250 euro per night!!

I didn’t do a whole lot that evening, actually got pretty sick again and ended up spending the evening taking it easy. Was starting to get a bit worried about the climb, I really didn’t want to end up like Gregory Peck in the movie!!

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An Update – Finally!! Camp 2 Complete

Hello Everybody,

Finally getting a chance to update the blog. I apologize for not posting this past week. I actually got pretty ill on Monday, and it continuted throughout the week, and ended up going to bed pretty early most nights. And since I don’t get email access till late at night, been difficult to post the updates.

2nd Week Summary:

We had 22 girls show up for the camp on Monday. Somewhat disappointing, as we were hoping for over 30, but not surprising considering girls basketball is not really pushed here, and in fact, many girls drop out as they get older due to pressure from their families. The skill level was somewhat disappointing, as even the better girls at the camp struggled with some of the basic skills. But again, not difficult to see the reasons. So many obstacles for boys in this country to be successful, the obstacles are tenfold for the girls.

Group Photo

We decided to keep things pretty basic, and work around the skill level as best we can. It still was beneficial, as I think sends a good message that we are offering both camps, and giving girls here a chance to get better. There wasn’t anyone there at a university level, or really even close, but a couple of good athletes and some young girls that could be ok if that had the right training.

We brought the boys back in the evening. We had a English class arranged for them to attend, and they did that from 3-4:30. The plan was to do that all week, then scrimmage afterwords. I decided to scrimmage with them, and we ended up playing for 2.5 hours. Which turned out to not be the best idea for me. It was the first time I had played for a long lenght of time here, and I must have dehydrated myself. Our team kept winning, so I sort of forgot about making sure I was drinking enough water. We were only playing 3 on 3, on both ends with teams rotating in, but we played pretty hard and it was very hot and humid. Especially when we moved out to the outdoor court, as soccer had a booking in the gym.

Anyways…it cost me the rest of the week, as I didn’t feel right at all. But I also blame it on the ribs that I ate afterwords, which didn’t sit with me well either. We went to a pretty popular american style restuarant, Spurs, which Daryl likes a lot, and they have all you can eat ribs on Mondays. Daryl was fine, but I think the combination of the dehydration and ribs really did the number on me. I got back home Monday, and went to bed at 8:30pm.

I wasn’t feeling very well on Tuesday, but managed to work through camp. Only 8 girls showed up on time in the morning, and I had to have another big lecture about being on time, and the importance of discipline. But again, your battling the culture and the Tanzanian mindset is that being on time is a relative thing! We did end up with about 16 girls for the day, so wasn’t too bad.

I decided not to play with the guys in the evening…as I really wasn’t feeling well. Just watched the scrimmage and then was back in bed by 8pm!

Wednesday was a pretty similar day, however, I did manage to scrim in the evening with the guys. But kept it short, and limited myself to an hour. Was starting to feel a bit better, and was good to get the run in.

Thursday was the last full day of camp, as Friday was a half day, and we would be combining the girls and the guys to finish off the two weeks with a closing ceremony.

On Friday, there was a big production made of the end of camp. A number of representatives for the Tanzanian Basketball Federation showed up, as well as the President of the National Sports Council of Tanzania. So things turned into a pretty big deal. The media was out in full force, and videotape the closing remarks for the evening news.

I did end up offering a scholarship to one of the players, Alphaeus Kisusi, and that was a pretty big deal for people here. To have one of their players offered a scholarship to a North American Univeristy. Alpha is about 6’3 and was among the top 2 players at camp. He certainly has great potential, and I believe has a big upside once he gets training regularly and in the weightroom.

Unfortunately I had to rush out of the closing ceremonies…as my flight to Arusha had been changed from 4pm to 2pm. I’ll explain that in the next post.

Closing ceremonies with: Bahati, Assistant Secretary Tanzanian Basketball Federation – Michael Malusne, Secretary General TBF – Alex Msofe, Chairman National Sports Council – Colonel Kipingu, Vice President TBF – Phares Magese, Me

Me in my Tanzanian colors shaking hands with Alpha – our newest recruit!

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Last day of Boys Camp

Friday, June 24 2011
Had a good day to finish off the last day of camp. Got up early to pack my things for Zanzibar…and managed to get down to the IST early enough to get a workout in.
We started camp with the 1 on 1 pyramid to finish that off. That went well and it came down to a game between Amos and Rico to determine the champion. Wasn’t a pretty game, lots of missed shots, but both played extremely hard and I had all the other campers sit and watch them. So was pretty good.
Then we gave out the T-Shirts out. We decided to give them out on the last day, and Bahati thought they would lose them, or wouldn’t bring them back. Was a bit awkward, as kids were dropping by different days in the week, and some only for 1 day…and we didn’t have enough t-shirts for everyone. Managed to work it out, giving the extra kids a mambo basketball shirt.
Then we took some pictures. After the pictures, we let them play 5 on 5 for the res to the time. Gave me a chance to talk with some of the guys about hteir situation.
Also, the Director of Basketball Operations of Dar Es Salaam basketball Association dropped by, as well as the Vice President. So good to see that they are recognize the camp, and Bahati’s effort to increase the level of Basketball in Tanzania, and his efforts to expose the kids to scholarship opportunities.
We clued up camp at 11:30…and took some time to explain to the kids the process and everything they have to do. We also gave back the TOEFL scores, then named the kids that we wanted to come back for scrimmages next week.
Everything got clued up around 12:30 then I went back home to get everything together for the trip. Gidibo had bought me a ticket, and I was to get a cab and meet him at the ferry terminal. It’s a 2 hour ferry ride to Zanzibar…and Gidibo is booking a hotel for me there. He is also going to set up a workout with his club tomorrow, so looking forward to that as well.
Have a good weekend!

Group Shot with T-Shirts!

Group invited back for next week scrimmages

Jolvin, Rico, Bahati, me, David

Me and Idrissa – upcoming star!

Murshid and Rico

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