<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:33:23.024+02:00</updated><category term='age: more than a number'/><category term='biodiversity'/><category term='&apos;nads'/><title type='text'>Cool breeze</title><subtitle type='html'>whatever's going on around here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-4942510725505693798</id><published>2007-07-17T17:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:44:20.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tosha gari!</title><summary type='text'>OK.Enough already with blogger.Want to hear more from me?Visit my new e-home @ http://turistaafricana.wordpress.com/(image credit: http://artexchangeafrica.com/shop/index.php?cPath=74_98)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/4942510725505693798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=4942510725505693798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/4942510725505693798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/4942510725505693798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/tosha-gari.html' title='Tosha gari!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gu1HKXnXq7I/Rpzirq27ocI/AAAAAAAAACo/LmC9gp8sgEw/s72-c/ray_mbugua_moving_house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-2799502190592934562</id><published>2007-07-16T13:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T18:56:15.312+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible</title><summary type='text'>Nothing's impossible. But we're allowed to fail. Che Guevara (by way of Jihan El-Tahri) Difficult takes a day. Impossible takes a week. Jay-Z Nothing is either [possible or impossible]. It's thinking that makes it so (liberally paraphrased quote of Shakespeare's) South Africa. Impossible.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/2799502190592934562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=2799502190592934562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2799502190592934562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2799502190592934562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/impossible_16.html' title='Impossible'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-6616722327954020969</id><published>2007-07-13T14:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant(-ish)</title><summary type='text'>I'm cruising blogs (my brain has refused to 'work' for the past couple of days) during work hours, when I come across Aco's post on several things, among them, Hot Ghetto Mess.Now, I must mention that I finally watched Spike Lee's Bamboozled last night. I couldn't make it thru the whole movie. It had less to do with Mr. Lee's movie-making prowess, and more to do with the content. It was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/6616722327954020969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=6616722327954020969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6616722327954020969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6616722327954020969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/rant-ish.html' title='Rant(-ish)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-1541625578962746063</id><published>2007-07-13T12:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still on strategy :-)</title><summary type='text'>Good for a laugh, The Top 100 Things I'd Do If I Ever Became An Evil Overlord</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/1541625578962746063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=1541625578962746063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/1541625578962746063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/1541625578962746063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-on-strategy.html' title='Still on strategy :-)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-1698180420425786121</id><published>2007-07-13T11:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presto Chango</title><summary type='text'>(it's times like these when I really wish I would take the time out to migrate my site to wordpress... anywho...)Game theory and the Princess BrideFound this (download the clip) on the web while looking for material on game theory. Really must look for the movie this weekend. T'was a classic in my book. The solution in this particular scene taught me that sometimes the answer should be tweaked: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/1698180420425786121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=1698180420425786121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/1698180420425786121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/1698180420425786121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/presto-chango.html' title='Presto Chango'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-3701340050830244671</id><published>2007-07-12T12:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafeteria Catholicism</title><summary type='text'>Reading Onyango-Obbo this morning had me agreeing with him. Well, somewhat. He says:For starters, Mass simply takes too long these days. First the priests ramble on, trying to be funny with stale jokes and struggling to connect with the worshippers. Then laypersons are sometimes allowed to waste more time saying their two cents worth at the end. And the announcements sometimes go on for as long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/3701340050830244671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=3701340050830244671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3701340050830244671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3701340050830244671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/cafeteria-catholicism.html' title='Cafeteria Catholicism'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-7832227421831588092</id><published>2007-07-12T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.982+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La poesie</title><summary type='text'>Never been much of a fan of poetry. Everytime I read the words "poem/poetry" or hear "recite a poem", my eyes glaze over and my mind tunes out sharpish! It might be because when we had to interpret poems at school, my interpretation was waaay different from the "officially recognized" one.Must confess though, that the odd piece does slide under the radar to capture my attention and imagination. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/7832227421831588092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=7832227421831588092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/7832227421831588092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/7832227421831588092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-been-much-of-fan-of-poetry.html' title='La poesie'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-824968935967090946</id><published>2007-07-12T09:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.982+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Building the nation</title><summary type='text'>The one poem I learnt in high school that continues to echo in my mind is 'building the nation' by henry barlow.It resonated anew at a private viewing of the documentary "Jo'burg Rising" which premieres tomorrow (Friday) at NuMetro in Hyde Park.Yep, we're all building the nation, one dream at a time. And props to Sokari who contributed along the arduous path of the documentary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/824968935967090946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=824968935967090946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/824968935967090946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/824968935967090946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/building-nation.html' title='Building the nation'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-2866442249743622663</id><published>2007-07-10T08:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a girl needs</title><summary type='text'>Just the boost needed early in the morning :-)After sweating through BBC's "Africa Quiz"You final Score is 6/8You just can't buy talent like yours! A magnificent display, if we had a trophy you'd probably win it. Keep polishing that diamond intellect with daily doses of Focus on Africa and Network Africa for next month. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/2866442249743622663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=2866442249743622663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2866442249743622663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2866442249743622663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/aah-just-what-girl-needs.html' title='What a girl needs'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-4735697259664026929</id><published>2007-07-09T13:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Aquatic (2 of 2)</title><summary type='text'>My 'boss' told stories of his encounters with reef sharks. He'd lived to tell, right? But I really didn't want to have to deal with that adrenaline rush. Ever thankful that I didn't need to. This doesn't mean that there weren't proxies for presence of a terrible predator nearby. I remember Malindi especially. We'd be swimming around counting fish (hey! someone's got to do it) and they'd suddenly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/4735697259664026929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=4735697259664026929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/4735697259664026929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/4735697259664026929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-aquatic-2-of-2.html' title='The Life Aquatic (2 of 2)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gu1HKXnXq7I/RpIfKKlvOKI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZkGSOOt8c5Q/s72-c/STONeFISH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-8726097054395265207</id><published>2007-07-09T12:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Aquatic (1 of 2)</title><summary type='text'>Watching Poseidon brought to the fore, memories of a life once spent in the water/at sea. Reminded me that even as I miss the water, and even as I am certified the worst canoe-er and kayaker on earth, nothing weighs more than water, and nothing's more dangerous than life's most essential ingredient. Thrice I can recall doing the total opposite of what I should have in the water, and living to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/8726097054395265207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=8726097054395265207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/8726097054395265207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/8726097054395265207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-aquatic-1-of-2.html' title='The Life Aquatic (1 of 2)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-8753187671968775678</id><published>2007-06-13T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.984+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My 'hood</title><summary type='text'>Took my camera on what started out as a run, but ended up as a walk, around my 'hood:1. Let's just say... if I keep up the walk/run story, I won't need to pay anyone's gym fees. This place is hilly!!2. This is the most happening street around here. The night life is incroyable! Too bad the parking is extremely limited.3. Stopped to take a picture of this mural and was closely watched by the local</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/8753187671968775678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=8753187671968775678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/8753187671968775678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/8753187671968775678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-hood.html' title='My &apos;hood'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gu1HKXnXq7I/Rm-tn68YTsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YQuOZ7EV_Ws/s72-c/linden.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-6756708196096874865</id><published>2007-06-08T17:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.984+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maendeleo ya Wanaume: TTD List</title><summary type='text'>I personally think this organization was started to defend Mr. Bishop Wanjiru, but now that it is in the public sphere, here's a list of things I'd like it to do:1. Tell us what Mr. Bishop is thinking. What took him so long?2. Make a movie in response to 'White Masai'. The Samburu lead man has absolutely no voice in this movie. Can they please track him down and tell his side of the story? Lord </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/6756708196096874865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=6756708196096874865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6756708196096874865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6756708196096874865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/06/maendelo-ya-wanaume-ttd-list.html' title='Maendeleo ya Wanaume: TTD List'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-6037165750573176972</id><published>2007-06-08T12:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.985+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'envie</title><summary type='text'>Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade. Marcel Proust, Les Plaisirs et les Jours Elle: J'ai tres envie de t'accueillir, mais suis trop grosse. On se 'verra' peut etre apres un mois?Lui: J'ai tres envie de te visiter - partout :-) Si tu es trop grosse, c'est mieux. J'ai des exercises pour toi et moi. On se 'verra' surement bientot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/6037165750573176972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=6037165750573176972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6037165750573176972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/6037165750573176972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/06/lenvie.html' title='L&apos;envie'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-3250854339636685796</id><published>2007-06-06T14:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.985+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biodiversity'/><title type='text'>(obsolete) Order Pachydermata and Class Aves</title><summary type='text'> (source)Human propensity to interfere in ecosystems and just generally in any working system has got to be unparalleled. In any past or future history of this galaxy.I am sure that God in her heaven puts a hand to her forehead (southern belle "I feel faint" style) whenever she peruses the news to see what her creation is up to. We know enough about elephant behavior to recognize that interfering</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/3250854339636685796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=3250854339636685796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3250854339636685796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3250854339636685796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/06/obsolete-order-pachydermata-and-class.html' title='(obsolete) Order Pachydermata and Class Aves'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gu1HKXnXq7I/Rma4KK8YTrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ll8F-rVcUbY/s72-c/mating+elephants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-5055324090076991923</id><published>2007-05-30T10:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.985+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss!</title><summary type='text'>Ah… bliss. Thy name is surely ‘kindred spirit’.Have you ever sat with a male version of yourself?But one that had actually lived your fantasies and pushed the envelope as far as you had wantedbut never had the cojones to?That, right there, is my definition of bliss.And it doesn’t have to have a carnal dimension, it’s all cerebral and experience-based.(ok, ok, so… somewhere deep, deep in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/5055324090076991923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=5055324090076991923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/5055324090076991923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/5055324090076991923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/05/bliss.html' title='Bliss!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gu1HKXnXq7I/Rl07BwhCzWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IlUNDb-xyNI/s72-c/bliss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-589000630097427478</id><published>2007-05-27T17:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.986+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;nads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age: more than a number'/><title type='text'>Notes on ‘nads</title><summary type='text'>Female 'nads, of which I’m a proud owner:A doctor (female) was speaking on radio about menopause and Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT). I listened up since I’m entering that period in my life. Now, I’m one of those purists who don’t believe in using pharmaceuticals if they are not necessary. E.g. if I have the flu, I’m not going to take antibiotics ‘cause flu is a virus, not a bacterium. The most</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/589000630097427478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=589000630097427478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/589000630097427478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/589000630097427478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/05/notes-on-nads.html' title='Notes on ‘nads'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-3725550274989168278</id><published>2007-05-17T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I'm back from outer space.(restaurant at the end of the universe wasn't too shabby)Decided "the responsible life" didn't suit me, so I jumped ship and find myself in an ocean a little bit different from the one I'd left behind.It feels good to be blogging again, and I look forward to moulting ... Nothing remotely close to my all time favorite female blogger though (totally envy her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/3725550274989168278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=3725550274989168278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3725550274989168278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/3725550274989168278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/05/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-2602880382417396569</id><published>2007-05-13T09:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the one you’re with</title><summary type='text'>(Follow up to “I think…”)I’ve recently realized the truth in Luther’s exhortation: “if you can’t be with the one you love, then love the one you’re with”. I have chosen to love ‘the one I’m with’… (can't believe it took me this long to realize this life truth!)Believe me, you are nowhere near as surprised as I am. I’ve always fancied myself the idealist, one who would sooner drive a stake through</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/2602880382417396569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=2602880382417396569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2602880382417396569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/2602880382417396569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-one-youre-with.html' title='Love the one you’re with'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116947800730799872</id><published>2007-01-22T16:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.988+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao</title><summary type='text'>Ciao bellos and bellas.Off to more responsible aspects of life,where it wouldn't do to get dooced .It's been real though.So long and thanks for all the fish ;-)Rista</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116947800730799872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116947800730799872' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116947800730799872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116947800730799872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/01/ciao.html' title='Ciao'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116879183648604453</id><published>2007-01-14T18:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.988+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamba za Cairo (Part Two)</title><summary type='text'>As we approach the lump that’s rising out of the morning haze, it starts to take the familiar form of the siphinix, and it becomes evident that we’re approaching it from behind. I admire her from the side, can’t touch her because she’s got a wall (and lots of space) around her, and there’s scaffolding around her body, indicating that maintenance work is going on. I smile at her and whisper that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116879183648604453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116879183648604453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116879183648604453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116879183648604453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/01/shamba-za-cairo-part-two.html' title='Shamba za Cairo (Part Two)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116775879310012584</id><published>2007-01-02T19:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I think...</title><summary type='text'>I think… I’ve fallen in love. I’ve been grinning madly, smiling secretly as I walk about town, smiling even at those who brusquely push past me… feeling really good, really happy, with no apparent source of these feelings… it must be love. When did it happen? Can one ever know? I suspect though, that it started while I was away. Away chasing dreams and fantasies, rainbows…. Away thinking that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116775879310012584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116775879310012584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116775879310012584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116775879310012584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think.html' title='I think...'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116610659158312687</id><published>2006-12-14T15:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pics - 2</title><summary type='text'>The River Nile (I know, I know, I'd imagined something more romantic... kinda like what leaves the watershed. My final take on the whole 'Nile waters treaty'? Blease let them have it. It's a hardknock life to have just one river running through ya).The lovely square where I was charged US$3 for a glass of chai rangiOutfits "for make good time with your husband"The viewpoint from which you can see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116610659158312687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116610659158312687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116610659158312687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116610659158312687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics-2.html' title='The Pics - 2'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116610456721492002</id><published>2006-12-14T14:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pics - 1</title><summary type='text'>My favorite pic from Giza :-)View of a golf course right below the pyramid areaTalk about building blocks! :-)The first (largest) pyramid. Ticket office in the foreground, plenty of 'tourism and antiquities' police milling around, either on foot or on camelsThe siphinix (sphinx)Sun setting behind the Red Sea mountainsForeground: Red Sea, background: Red Sea MountainsRed Sea beach at Hurghada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116610456721492002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116610456721492002' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116610456721492002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116610456721492002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics-1.html' title='The Pics - 1'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116583128726101319</id><published>2006-12-11T11:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.991+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamba za Cairo (Part One)</title><summary type='text'>Cairo bwana, hamna shamba... so you have to understand, dear tourist, that shamba ni wewe. And you will be limwa'd without mercy. My time in Cairo is short… do I want to do history and culture, or do I want to bea headonistic, unapologetic mass tourist, and do the pyramids and bazaar experience? (stroking chin and sighing) Such tough decisions. My rationale is that the culture thing requires time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116583128726101319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116583128726101319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116583128726101319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116583128726101319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/shamba-za-cairo-part-one.html' title='Shamba za Cairo (Part One)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116582877893712216</id><published>2006-12-11T11:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.991+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking eyes</title><summary type='text'>I had forgotten how expressive eyes can be. I am quickly reminded on my walk in search for food on my first day here. Two European women walk slightly ahead of me, both in heels and short skirts… (didn’t the guidebook say to dress demurely?) I observe a couple of waiters taking in the women’s exposed skin… hmmm would that I could inspire such lust ...But the expressive eyes do not speak only of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116582877893712216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116582877893712216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116582877893712216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116582877893712216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/talking-eyes.html' title='Talking eyes'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116582757931370287</id><published>2006-12-11T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.991+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The beleaguered African</title><summary type='text'>I’ve never felt as beleaguered, as an African on this continent, as I have in the past 2 weeks. Mount the plane to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;Cairo, all hijab’d (too bad I forgot to change out of my trousers) and ready for adventure. I sit next to a gentleman who immediately asks me what country I’m from. I smile, counter with the same question, and he says Sudan. The smile freezes on my face</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116582757931370287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116582757931370287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116582757931370287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116582757931370287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/beleaguered-african.html' title='The beleaguered African'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116534337926463934</id><published>2006-12-05T20:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.992+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amunmin... version 2 of the story</title><summary type='text'>(Thanks for the links, egm)Version 2, told to me this evening, goes like this:The king was mobilizing his army for war, and Amunmin went to mage his ablication. He was rejected on the grounds that he was disabled (missing his left arm), so he was left as the only man in the village. Since those days wars took a long time, by the time the king came back, he found a whole lotta young kids walking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116534337926463934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116534337926463934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116534337926463934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116534337926463934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/amunmin-version-2-of-story.html' title='Amunmin... version 2 of the story'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116525324618103912</id><published>2006-12-04T19:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.992+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amin</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116525324618103912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116525324618103912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116525324618103912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116525324618103912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/amin.html' title='Amin'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116525293311644313</id><published>2006-12-04T19:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>They left out a whole lot in history class!</title><summary type='text'>Got my hands on a couple of books on ancient Egypt in primary school and thereafter felt I knew all there was to know about it (pre-teenage… what can I say… 'tis the only time in life you truly believe you know everything). It took getting to Hurghada and allowing a shop owner to talk me into ‘trusting’ him, to realize just how much was left out of those books. The trusting is in quotes ‘cause … </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116525293311644313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116525293311644313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116525293311644313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116525293311644313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/12/they-left-out-whole-lot-in-history.html' title='They left out a whole lot in history class!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116470841061386477</id><published>2006-11-28T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact this company for information on shipping stuff to Kenya</title><summary type='text'>A few people have expressed interest in additional information on how sending stuff home via air or ship dispatch works:I've copied a short profile below, and am happy to shamelessly plug the company that rode up in its white pickup, complete with cargo-terminal-savvy knight in good walking armour, to save me from the dragon of clearing.Please send any clearing and forwarding questions straight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116470841061386477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116470841061386477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116470841061386477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116470841061386477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/11/contact-this-company-for-information.html' title='Contact this company for information on shipping stuff to Kenya'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116444792273319527</id><published>2006-11-25T11:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning to ship your stuff to Kenya?</title><summary type='text'>So… I’ve talked of returning home (for good – whatever that means) for a while, and decide the best course of action to take is to ship some of my stuff so that my mindset gets oriented in that direction. Besides, it’ll be so cool to a) sort out the mess that is my house by paring down to the bare necessities, b) have most of the stuff I care for back home when I go home for the holidays. A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116444792273319527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116444792273319527' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116444792273319527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116444792273319527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/11/planning-to-air-cargo-your-stuff-to.html' title='Planning to ship your stuff to Kenya?'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116438596816677296</id><published>2006-11-24T18:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildlife and forced "outting"</title><summary type='text'>African wildlife:Sometimes a happy thing (the wildebeest migration is now the 7th wonder of the world), sometimes not so happy (poor baby waby little cutesey wootsey lion cubs being (thankfully) poisoned right before a visit to the taxidermist). Never ceases to fascinate me, how we want to pursue pointless debates on being "outted", giving none of that heat and passion to discussions on behavior </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116438596816677296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116438596816677296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116438596816677296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116438596816677296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/11/wildlife-and-forced-outting.html' title='Wildlife and forced &quot;outting&quot;'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116310462002449746</id><published>2006-11-09T22:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Mr. Bradley</title><summary type='text'>Really sad news. He was among my favorite 'silver templed' men and I loved his work. Last interview I watched was the one with Tiger Woods. Check out some 'best of' clips, love the one with Mohamed Ali.Reminds me to carpe diem, it's a short ride."The worst thing one can do is not to try, to be aware of what one wants and not give in to it, to spend years in silent hurt wondering if something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116310462002449746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116310462002449746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116310462002449746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116310462002449746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/11/rip-mr-bradley.html' title='R.I.P Mr. Bradley'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116241024114024151</id><published>2006-11-01T21:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Died laughing!</title><summary type='text'>I've just checked out this on BJ's blog, and am still choking with laughter. Aco, check this out, the appropriate response/support to your beef. Enyewe, it is just so much simpler to do right. But simplicity, flimpicity... right?Wow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116241024114024151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116241024114024151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116241024114024151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116241024114024151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/11/died-laughing.html' title='Died laughing!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116226896972529665</id><published>2006-10-31T06:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man I Want To Marry</title><summary type='text'>Browsing Kenyan papers online this morning, I came across the man of my dreams: Marathon winner wants to be large-scale farmer in The Standard. (it's not the money that makes him attractive, it's the mindset... honest!)Hosea Kiprotich Rotich now wants to buy land with the Sh1.75 million he won during the Standard Chartered Marathon. "I have made up my mind to buy land with the prize money," he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116226896972529665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116226896972529665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116226896972529665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116226896972529665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-i-want-to-marry.html' title='The Man I Want To Marry'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116222516577009084</id><published>2006-10-30T17:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Early to rise... therein lies the secret to effectiveness</title><summary type='text'>Was up at 4am yesterday to give a couple of friends a ride to a road race about 15km out of town. It's amazing how much you can accomplish when you get up that early. Picked them up, took them to the race, at 6.30am the race started, they ran (I.. ahem... had... paper... work to do so... i couldn't .... join them...), got to finish line, socialized with other runners, and then I dropped them back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116222516577009084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116222516577009084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116222516577009084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116222516577009084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/early-to-rise-therein-lies-secret-to.html' title='Early to rise... therein lies the secret to effectiveness'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116222207202134956</id><published>2006-10-30T17:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>English.... this foreign language</title><summary type='text'>Just came back from interacting with a travel agent. In the past, whenever I've dealt with travel agents, they have always read the itinerary back to me (or printed it out for my perusal) before taking that final step of issuing the ticket.I made a tentative booking early last week, emailed a query about the chances of getting to travel on another date later on in the week, but never once said "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116222207202134956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116222207202134956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116222207202134956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116222207202134956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/english-this-foreign-language_30.html' title='English.... this foreign language'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116142066460004729</id><published>2006-10-21T10:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is gon' come...  are you ready?</title><summary type='text'>Life after CNN. Would you try to fit in, create your next step, or walk away from it all?Aww, ain't love grand?! Out of thin air/peep hole comes something beautiful :-)That's why traffic was so lite yesterday. Why I should pay more attention to 'special days'.Random sparks... prelude to the conflagration? One word... imminent. [doom and gloom? me?]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116142066460004729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116142066460004729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116142066460004729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116142066460004729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/change-is-gon-come-are-you-ready.html' title='Change is gon&apos; come...  are you ready?'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116137196452296041</id><published>2006-10-20T21:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Log in the eye</title><summary type='text'>She says it beautifully! Africans and victimhoodIt goes out to all those who are happy to recount the successes of other nations and know of none in their own (and there are many of us).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116137196452296041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116137196452296041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116137196452296041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116137196452296041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/log-in-eye.html' title='Log in the eye'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116091542002189802</id><published>2006-10-15T14:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Team human</title><summary type='text'>A pioneer passes on Finally! a stand against racismA case for CSI MiamiTeam human sinks to a new lowInsane in the membraneBut here's some good news and imagine this! and good news from Africa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116091542002189802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116091542002189802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116091542002189802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116091542002189802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/team-human.html' title='Team human'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-116085442234214220</id><published>2006-10-14T21:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'amour... belle ou bête?</title><summary type='text'>May she rest in peace and may her family be comforted.Biodiversity bites the dust once more.It’s about time! but the very same potential beneficiaries will protest against this measure (as usual). Possession, 9/10ths of the law… but will she give it all back?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/116085442234214220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=116085442234214220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116085442234214220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/116085442234214220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/lamour-belle-ou-bte.html' title='L&apos;amour... belle ou bête?'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115991967918134628</id><published>2006-10-04T01:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoist by my own petard (4 of 4)</title><summary type='text'>I’m talking to a woman at work… doing a really terrible job trying to justify why I haven’t bothered to learn a local language (simple answer? Shuffles feet, looks anywhere but straight into your eyes… a colonized mind… currently going through acceptance stage and seeing hope in the distant future…) and explaining that there are many words in isiZulu that are similar to Kiswahili… e.g. inywele – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115991967918134628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115991967918134628' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115991967918134628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115991967918134628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/hoist-by-my-own-petard-perceptions.html' title='Hoist by my own petard (4 of 4)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115991666490021516</id><published>2006-10-04T00:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.999+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypersensitive (3 of 4)</title><summary type='text'>When I say “one’s people”, I mean it generally. Yes, I have no relatives of southern African descent (that I know of), but it still hurts me when I hear of what southern Africans have been through. I think what personalizes it for me is the simple fact that, at face value, all these crimes were perpetrated against them due to their melanin-wealth. And that if I had been here at that time, I would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115991666490021516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115991666490021516' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115991666490021516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115991666490021516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/10/hypersensitive-perceptions-third-part.html' title='Hypersensitive (3 of 4)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115962102201503757</id><published>2006-09-30T14:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.999+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions (2 of 4)</title><summary type='text'>How does one de-personalize history? How does one not take personal the history of “one’s people” and all the crimes perpetrated against them?How is it ‘up north’? You came by a plane flown by black pilots? (black people can pilot planes?) You didn’t just jump the border? But you don’t look like you’re from 'up north'… I respond… but all the while my heart bleeds at my braa and sisi’s ignorance… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115962102201503757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115962102201503757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115962102201503757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115962102201503757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/perceptions-second-part.html' title='Perceptions (2 of 4)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115929806217663778</id><published>2006-09-26T20:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:17.999+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions (1 of 4)</title><summary type='text'>First time here. Flying in from a truly exotic location whose airport was about as sophisticated as Zambia’s Lusaka International Airport… as I’m going through immigration, a fellow traveler indicates that this (then Johannesburg International, now Oliver Tambo International) used to be a really lousy airport but they’ve been doing a good job of upgrading it. Find domestic departures and am on to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115929806217663778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115929806217663778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115929806217663778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115929806217663778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/perceptions-first-part.html' title='Perceptions (1 of 4)'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115858017648689237</id><published>2006-09-18T13:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On dead dolphins and (dead) science</title><summary type='text'>This piece and a whole lot of drama surrounding it, marked my entry into the blogosphere waaay back in May.Know what? I didn't think I was a bunny hugger until I got terribly saddened at reading of the demise of HUNDREDS of dolphins in Zanzibar at the end of April this year. Truly the end is nigh. Couldn't hold back a shout of laughter, though, when I read that "those who had eaten the dead </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115858017648689237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115858017648689237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115858017648689237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115858017648689237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-dead-dolphins-and-dead-science.html' title='On dead dolphins and (dead) science'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115826809552994478</id><published>2006-09-14T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Yum Yum!</title><summary type='text'>Can't wait for november when casino royale comes out in theatres... Looks very promising (more of the same old same old that I love). Yes I was upset when they didn't retain Pierce as 007, but truth be told, he was getting quite soft around the middle, and he could never fill out a (swim)suit quite like Daniel does.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115826809552994478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115826809552994478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115826809552994478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115826809552994478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/yummy-yum-yum.html' title='Yummy Yum Yum!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115791347521977154</id><published>2006-09-10T20:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool breeze: Here's another racist post</title><summary type='text'> (White?) African Blogger Conference in a WeekSour grapes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115791347521977154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115791347521977154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115791347521977154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115791347521977154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/cool-breeze-heres-another-racist-post_10.html' title='Cool breeze: Here&apos;s another racist post'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115774448239638457</id><published>2006-09-08T21:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.001+02:00</updated><title type='text'>That's why we love Joberg!</title><summary type='text'>I always wonder how fact-based these warnings are, or whether they're simply another way to keep women terrorized... the old 'backseat killer/ankle-slashing gang' urban legend with a South African twist (tracker network, saps, 4x4 mercedes). Whatever the case though, full-scale vigilance never hurt anyone?Please take this message serious, this come from Tracker Network, who works directly with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115774448239638457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115774448239638457' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115774448239638457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115774448239638457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/thats-why-we-love-joberg.html' title='That&apos;s why we love Joberg!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115765947668440322</id><published>2006-09-07T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.001+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"He's just not that fanatical about you"</title><summary type='text'>This man (and his writers) is something special :-)Relationship advice from Msr. Colbert:And some insight into maintaining the status quo... in any democratic country:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115765947668440322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115765947668440322' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115765947668440322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115765947668440322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/hes-just-not-that-fanatical-about-you.html' title='&quot;He&apos;s just not that fanatical about you&quot;'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115764420435986985</id><published>2006-09-07T17:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.002+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's another racist post</title><summary type='text'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;This post has been inspired by the current discussion on AB&amp;H's blog about the bloggers' conference in Grahamstown.I am not attacking the work you're doing... Vincent baby... love your efforts, think they're important for the continent 'cause... we wouldn't be having this discussion if you hadn't organized the conference now, would we? So you get an A+ (with stars and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115764420435986985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115764420435986985' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115764420435986985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115764420435986985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/heres-another-racist-post.html' title='Here&apos;s another racist post'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115750099596411254</id><published>2006-09-06T01:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Largest cojones</title><summary type='text'>Yep. He remains at the top of the pile (followed by Tiger, then by [fictional] Jack Bauer) in my hierarchy of manly men: Monsieur Zidane, for demonstrating the true role/purpose of a man.For those of you who feel that "women are invading men's space by earning more than their man does" (and other such baseless insecurities), please note that the real purpose of a man is protection of the family </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115750099596411254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115750099596411254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115750099596411254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115750099596411254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/largest-cojones.html' title='Largest cojones'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115739487273887696</id><published>2006-09-04T19:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this city!</title><summary type='text'>Maputo continues to live up to my romanticized image of it... Like every African city, it has the bourgie and the regular sides. I love the bourgie side of it... look forward to someday exploring the regular side.What I love most about it? The progress I've seen over the (past 5) years I've made my annual pilgrimage. The current mayor of the city is Michuki-esque in that he made enough money </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115739487273887696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115739487273887696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115739487273887696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115739487273887696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-this-city.html' title='I love this city!'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115738858080170539</id><published>2006-09-04T18:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Irwin, felled by (surprise!) wildlife</title><summary type='text'>May he rest in peace and may his family find comfort in the fact that he passed away while doing what he loved. I must say the surprise for me is that he lived to the ripe old age of 44 given his high risk livelihood. Those saying they're shocked must mean they're shocked it wasn't a crocodile that dunnit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115738858080170539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115738858080170539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115738858080170539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115738858080170539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/09/steve-irwin-felled-by-surprise.html' title='Steve Irwin, felled by (surprise!) wildlife'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115653647355112265</id><published>2006-08-25T22:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperventilating and paralyzed</title><summary type='text'>My room (metaphor for my life?) has been an unmitigated mess for the past 6 months, ostensibly because I was finishing ‘next week’ and would then pack all my stuff and get ready to move on to see what else life has in store for me.‘Next week’ is here and I cannot find the strength to tape together the first box and to catalogue the books I put into it. Cannot muster the psyche to go through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115653647355112265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115653647355112265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115653647355112265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115653647355112265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/hyperventilating-and-paralyzed.html' title='Hyperventilating and paralyzed'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115635134368357701</id><published>2006-08-23T18:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UNLEASHING THE WATCHDOG</title><summary type='text'>copied from http://hermes.wits.ac.za/wcs/display_article.asp?id=571Kenyan whistle-blower and former anti corruption chief, John Githongo will be coming to South Africa to launch the 2006 Power Reporting Workshop hosted by the Investigative Journalism Workshop (IJW) at Wits University. Githongo, left his post as Permanent Secretary for Ethics and Governance in the Office of the President in early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115635134368357701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115635134368357701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115635134368357701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115635134368357701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/unleashing-watchdog.html' title='UNLEASHING THE WATCHDOG'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115619434230421868</id><published>2006-08-21T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Collabos</title><summary type='text'>(Pha)Relly is beyond puurty... he's beautiful (check out that facial bone structure)!Love collabos btwn talented folk from la belle Paris :-)There goes my grey matter as it prepares for the final quarter of 2006.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115619434230421868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115619434230421868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115619434230421868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115619434230421868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-collabos.html' title='Beautiful Collabos'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115583988350884344</id><published>2006-08-17T19:38:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.007+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Magic Eye' of HIV prevention; Smart Schools</title><summary type='text'>Am currently gathering HIV awareness/prevention material so I can prepare a presentation to deliver to a group of teenagers in 3 months' time. Not sure how well it (the presentation) will serve them, ‘cause even with everything I know about HIV and AIDS I still can’t claim to be 100% safe (i.e. I do very well at abstinence, and then one day, when the hormones, the stars and the wind are aligned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115583988350884344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115583988350884344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115583988350884344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115583988350884344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/magic-eye-of-hiv-prevention-smart.html' title='The &apos;Magic Eye&apos; of HIV prevention; Smart Schools'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115550494726204614</id><published>2006-08-13T23:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.007+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CRASH, changes, what’s the road to heaven paved with?</title><summary type='text'>Just watched CRASH… great movie, glad that this was recognized and it won an Oscar. We know we live in a cruel and unequal world, but I suppose in order to survive we push those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand… figuring that it won’t do to “think too much”. This movie shows the anatomy of karma: how our unconscious actions (‘cause we’re too busy focusing on our own stuff, or trying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115550494726204614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115550494726204614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115550494726204614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115550494726204614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/crash-changes-whats-road-to-heaven.html' title='CRASH, changes, what’s the road to heaven paved with?'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115524477876660997</id><published>2006-08-10T23:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.008+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Biodiversity 101</title><summary type='text'>Having once been a card carrying environmentalist and conservationist, I broke rank with that fraternity when I came to understand that as things stand now, the best thing communities can do for themselves is to have a great big barbecue, feast on all the wild animals in their backyards, and on a full stomach, plan their way forward. Why I came to that conclusion is a story to be told on another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115524477876660997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115524477876660997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115524477876660997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115524477876660997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/biodiversity-101.html' title='Biodiversity 101'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115523207905844385</id><published>2006-08-10T18:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.009+02:00</updated><title type='text'>uThabo</title><summary type='text'>Thabo Mbeki possesses such knee-melting intellect that there are days I wish we could give him one term as President of Kenya (though he may yet rule us as the President of Africa). Yes he has his faults: alleged paranoia, alleged Napoleonic complex, ‘too’ intellectual... too much of an ideas man, always traveling around the world instead of addressing the needs of his country, too aloof and not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115523207905844385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115523207905844385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115523207905844385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115523207905844385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/uthabo.html' title='uThabo'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115507380059672260</id><published>2006-08-08T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.009+02:00</updated><title type='text'>National Women's Day - August 9</title><summary type='text'>Attended a public conversation with Dr. Phyllis Ntantala this evening. What drew me to this particular lecture was (nope not the usual endeavor to put off doing what I have to do until the last possible minute) the way in which it was advertised, using a paragraph from her autobiography: &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;“It was one evening at the Lincoln Center in New York. Pavarotti’s voice filled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115507380059672260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115507380059672260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115507380059672260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115507380059672260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-womens-day-august-9.html' title='National Women&apos;s Day - August 9'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115481828133204437</id><published>2006-08-06T00:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>muscle.</title><summary type='text'>Toned, sculpted, firm, definitely steroid-free, all the better if it’s all naturally (vs. gym) developed… I love muscle.Appreciate female muscle too, on Lourdes Mutola, Serena, Venus, and on me too (when I’m not being untrue to myself). But it’s the male muscle that melts me. From the beautiful calves of Michael Chan to the sunkist flesh of the frat boy/landscape architect (for those who’ve seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115481828133204437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115481828133204437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115481828133204437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115481828133204437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/08/muscle.html' title='muscle.'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115317161033585082</id><published>2006-07-17T23:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains for a national hero</title><summary type='text'>He is no longer of this world, that accidental hero who saved our economy more than we’ll ever know. David Munyakei has passed on, and all that's reported (so far) is that he developed breathing difficulties, was admitted to hospital and is now no more. Not quite the end I had pictured, I’d dared hope that someday sooner than later, he would be compensated for alerting us to the existence of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115317161033585082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115317161033585082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115317161033585082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115317161033585082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/07/curtains-for-national-hero.html' title='Curtains for a national hero'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115289913111107909</id><published>2006-07-14T19:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.011+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anatomy of a man</title><summary type='text'>That's right! the obvious.At this coooold cooold time of the year around here, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115289913111107909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115289913111107909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115289913111107909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115289913111107909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/07/anatomy-of-man.html' title='Anatomy of a man'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115221002401013878</id><published>2006-07-06T20:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.011+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to touch him like a kitten</title><summary type='text'>"I tell you honestly, I just wanted to touch him like a kitten and that desire of mine ended in that act."I saw this story and was at a loss for words. My first thoughts: "can he spell N.A.M.B.L.A (or in this case, Ru.M.B.L.A?)"Maybe it's the culture? I know we're all hypersensitive about sexual vs. non-sexual touch these days, but methinks this very strange (unless in that culture it's perfectly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115221002401013878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115221002401013878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115221002401013878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115221002401013878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-wanted-to-touch-him-like-kitten.html' title='I just wanted to touch him like a kitten'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115094679661051059</id><published>2006-06-22T05:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.012+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What should you do with it</title><summary type='text'>Heard this song for the 3rd time today and was able to listen without bawling... not sure if this means am now de-sensitized to the message, or if I've internalized it....Definitely a reality check, a call to live the examined life.Artist: Tim McGrawSong: Live Like You Were DyingHe said I was in my early forties, with a lot of life before meAnd one moment came that stopped me on a dimeI spent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115094679661051059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115094679661051059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115094679661051059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115094679661051059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-should-you-do-with-it.html' title='What should you do with it'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115056399757788963</id><published>2006-06-17T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.012+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory vs. (not a threat but a) promise</title><summary type='text'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;The security guard stops me as I enter the building, wants to show me a picture of his 6 month-old daughter on his cell phone. I stop to take a look, and tell him she looks like him (me who can’t tell identical twins unless they’re dressed alike). He’s relieved to hear this because, he confesses, he wasn’t very sure that it was his child. I ask him “but weren’t you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115056399757788963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115056399757788963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115056399757788963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115056399757788963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/theory-vs-not-threat-but-promise.html' title='Theory vs. (not a threat but a) promise'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115046043120566416</id><published>2006-06-16T14:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery rhymes banned in MP schools</title><summary type='text'>It's about time! Long live hindu nationalism (that makes positive changes)! and may this spirit catch on in Africa.So glad someone has finally done something about nursery rhymes (and hopefully the fairy tales) whose sole purpose in the developing world has been to brainwash little ones. Besides, how does twinkle twinkle little star/baa baa black sheep help you in life?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115046043120566416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115046043120566416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115046043120566416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115046043120566416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/nursery-rhymes-banned-in-mp-schools.html' title='Nursery rhymes banned in MP schools'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-115005830297819665</id><published>2006-06-11T22:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When God draws crooked/wrong lines in your life</title><summary type='text'>Saturday evening, 6pm… furiously working on something that’s due Monday, and planning to go grab some dinner at the only grocery store open this late before they close at 8pm. I get a call from a guy I haven’t seen in a while, and after a quick internal debate over whether or not I want to speak to him, I pick up. He says he’s 10 minutes away from the campus local, he’s coming to watch the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/115005830297819665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=115005830297819665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115005830297819665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/115005830297819665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-god-draws-crookedwrong-lines-in_11.html' title='When God draws crooked/wrong lines in your life'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114980716392190299</id><published>2006-06-09T00:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where placenta goes after baby comes</title><summary type='text'>*warning: this might get a little ‘icky’ so steel yourself* &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Placenta - an ephemeral organ present only in female placental mammals during gestation After 2 weeks of “OMG it’s coming!” and then the embarrassed “oops, false alarm” after the hospital visit, I gave vicarious birth this afternoon. It’s actually technically more sound to say that I was present at a birth… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114980716392190299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114980716392190299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114980716392190299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114980716392190299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-placenta-goes-after-baby-comes.html' title='Where placenta goes after baby comes'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114963669497889104</id><published>2006-06-07T01:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.015+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PETS</title><summary type='text'>Fascinating how some people lavish so much love and attention on their pets. You’d think the world had run out of humans in need! I hasten to add, though, that I can’t wait to get me a miniature dog. Yes, yes! it’s terrible that breeders have played with dog genes to that extent, etc. etc. However, now that they exist, I want me one. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Once volunteered at a Y(MCA) “in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114963669497889104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114963669497889104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114963669497889104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114963669497889104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/06/pets.html' title='PETS'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114885739709569559</id><published>2006-05-29T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Much ado about a work of fiction - Da Vinci Code</title><summary type='text'>Went today to watch the Da Vinci Code and found movie posters around the theatre bearing the warning: “if not viewed in the fictional vein that’s intended, this story may offend religiously sensitive viewers”.I watched it at an el-cheapo movie theatre that charges only 30% of what “regular” theatres charge, and has a 99% miro client-base. I love this place ‘cause it offers free-seating, no A/C (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114885739709569559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114885739709569559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114885739709569559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114885739709569559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/05/much-ado-about-work-of-fiction-da.html' title='Much ado about a work of fiction - Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114830119932044297</id><published>2006-05-22T14:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Menstruation? Optional</title><summary type='text'>Yet another instance of humans being used as guinea pigs. It's pitched to appear logical and palatable. Yet another manifestation of that feminism backlash, where women actively contribute to their objectification as sex toys. Curiouser and curiouser....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114830119932044297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114830119932044297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114830119932044297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114830119932044297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/05/menstruation-optional.html' title='Menstruation? Optional'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114789658285733762</id><published>2006-05-17T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.017+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><summary type='text'>Lusaka, Zambia. Monument to Freedom FightersUnguja, Zanzibar: Memorial for Slaves who were taken from or passed through these islands. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114789658285733762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114789658285733762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114789658285733762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114789658285733762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/05/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114789545302608063</id><published>2006-05-17T21:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Only elephants should</title><summary type='text'>Remember only elephants should wear ivory? It was on T-shirts, TV, everywhere you went back in the 80s, culminating in the 1989 PR exercise of the then President Moi burning 12 tons of ivory as a statement against poaching. Don’t know if this brainwashing worked on you, but I realized recently that it had slipped into a corner of my conscience, unobtrusively set up shop, and made its presence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114789545302608063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114789545302608063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114789545302608063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114789545302608063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/05/only-elephants-should.html' title='Only elephants should'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27654992.post-114703739912297346</id><published>2006-05-07T23:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:21:18.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaavya Viswanathan</title><summary type='text'>So Ms. Viswanathan has been in the news for the past couple of weeks. Came across her story quite accidentally… was checking how much butt Venus is kicking, and the next picture was hers, with her name below it and no additional information. You can read the story here. Briefly, she’s 19 and a sophomore at Harvard, signed a book deal at age 17, got a 500,000 dollar advance: "How Opal Mehta Got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/feeds/114703739912297346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27654992&amp;postID=114703739912297346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114703739912297346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27654992/posts/default/114703739912297346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turistaafricana.blogspot.com/2006/05/kaavya-viswanathan.html' title='Kaavya Viswanathan'/><author><name>Rista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17188476416340827440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3038/2904/1600/thwim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
