<?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-21317145</id><updated>2012-02-11T11:56:44.302-08:00</updated><category term='home'/><title type='text'>Kajiru</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-4707866802950931538</id><published>2008-04-27T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:11:04.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's another one ONE MONTH OLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/SBQzLCeX-zI/AAAAAAAAACI/ouyk99HuWMk/s1600-h/Tamari1+Ava+4+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/SBQzLCeX-zI/AAAAAAAAACI/ouyk99HuWMk/s320/Tamari1+Ava+4+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193832535000873778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine, like my Dad used to say " Those who wake up after the sun are...." So wake up! You are no longer a Neonate. Congratulations you are past one month now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-4707866802950931538?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/4707866802950931538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=4707866802950931538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/4707866802950931538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/4707866802950931538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2008/04/heres-another-one.html' title='Here&apos;s another one ONE MONTH OLD'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/SBQzLCeX-zI/AAAAAAAAACI/ouyk99HuWMk/s72-c/Tamari1+Ava+4+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-1255702434856917712</id><published>2008-03-30T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:45:31.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early picture of Tamari (pre-release)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;Tamari Ava Kilonzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Susan, Hannelore, Nambose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most perfect, beautiful baby ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th March, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3830g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R-_QMqjah5I/AAAAAAAAACA/GHGnviQ4px0/s1600-h/Tamari+Ava+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R-_QMqjah5I/AAAAAAAAACA/GHGnviQ4px0/s320/Tamari+Ava+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183590612126566290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-1255702434856917712?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/1255702434856917712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=1255702434856917712&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/1255702434856917712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/1255702434856917712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2008/03/early-picture-of-tamari-pre-release.html' title='An Early picture of Tamari (pre-release)'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R-_QMqjah5I/AAAAAAAAACA/GHGnviQ4px0/s72-c/Tamari+Ava+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-743136491824325995</id><published>2008-03-18T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:49:58.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R9_99Qte7CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_eE9IH259xc/s1600-h/CIMG1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R9_99Qte7CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_eE9IH259xc/s320/CIMG1387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179137325398944802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4 degrees celsius outside. "Maybe it is too cold for the baby to come out" that is what someone thought. There were actually multiple snow showers. Is there anything like a white easter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiting continues&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-743136491824325995?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/743136491824325995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=743136491824325995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/743136491824325995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/743136491824325995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-not.html' title='Why not?'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R9_99Qte7CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_eE9IH259xc/s72-c/CIMG1387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-4996444973026995948</id><published>2008-03-16T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:22:15.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting in Hameln</title><content type='html'>Long time no write... yes i know. I have been busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a8ba4051cb4ce090" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8ba4051cb4ce090%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331316808%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F1887BFF4EC7A6904FB7EC6AE0EAEEB4EF97DF0.365A0297F2DBC0EBC01497617D997E92ED8EC6A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8ba4051cb4ce090%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv4VM35zAOMs3Z0T_Fbk3Zni44UI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8ba4051cb4ce090%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331316808%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F1887BFF4EC7A6904FB7EC6AE0EAEEB4EF97DF0.365A0297F2DBC0EBC01497617D997E92ED8EC6A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8ba4051cb4ce090%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv4VM35zAOMs3Z0T_Fbk3Zni44UI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the waiting gets hard, my writing skills try to rekindle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's raining and there is a motor show in this old town of Hameln. Have you heard of the Pied Piper of Hameln? Okay children, you must look for this book in the library. But surely you've heard of the piper who piped all Rats from a town, then later piped all children until he was paid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the town is decorated daily with Rats, a robber rat, a black, blue, red, yellow rat and even a golden rat. It's a small town with a lot of tradition. But this sunday had nothing to do with tradition.... it was a motor show. The motor show was accompanied by the sky walker (not Luke Skywalker from the Starwars), some guy who walks and rides on a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is about all I can write about. Hope you enjoyed the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-4996444973026995948?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/4996444973026995948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=4996444973026995948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/4996444973026995948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/4996444973026995948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2008/03/unbenannt.html' title='Waiting in Hameln'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-26959952960512575</id><published>2008-01-03T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T08:02:46.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suji in december 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R30G2vkVYPI/AAAAAAAAABw/xPAzAovqFTw/s1600-h/PC230045.JPG+compressed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R30G2vkVYPI/AAAAAAAAABw/xPAzAovqFTw/s320/PC230045.JPG+compressed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151281086333280498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R30Go_kVYOI/AAAAAAAAABo/r0L69X-Xyh8/s1600-h/PC220011.JPG+compressed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R30Go_kVYOI/AAAAAAAAABo/r0L69X-Xyh8/s320/PC220011.JPG+compressed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151280850110079202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's to write about but too lazy. Thanks for the laughs dadaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-26959952960512575?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/26959952960512575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=26959952960512575&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/26959952960512575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/26959952960512575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2008/01/suji-in-december-2007.html' title='Suji in december 2007'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/R30G2vkVYPI/AAAAAAAAABw/xPAzAovqFTw/s72-c/PC230045.JPG+compressed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-7634946055031118246</id><published>2007-10-06T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T08:37:14.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Residence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwepksFb4BI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZcWUN6coXEo/s1600-h/PA060003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwepksFb4BI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZcWUN6coXEo/s400/PA060003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118245949304201234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not seen this place. This where I call home. Ashira avenue, Shanty Town T14. But that wont help you either. Write to me before coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-7634946055031118246?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/7634946055031118246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=7634946055031118246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/7634946055031118246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/7634946055031118246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2007/10/residence.html' title='Residence'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwepksFb4BI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZcWUN6coXEo/s72-c/PA060003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-2851405802887976018</id><published>2007-09-30T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T04:29:09.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cliff, farewell my cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-HO8Fb32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ol0FmyZJsec/s1600-h/sept+2007+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-HO8Fb32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ol0FmyZJsec/s320/sept+2007+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115956392433016674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of words. It's hard to say farewell, even though I know I have to. You were and will always remain a special person to all of us. Your farewell ceremony went as it was supposed to, I guess. I took some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main activities took place at Elibaraka's place in Suji. God bless this tireless uncle of ours. Again thank you. The activity was well attended. Hundreds and hundreds of people from Suji and all over the world flew in. In the picture on the Left you can see Elibaraka, but also the loud speaker. The whole of suji could hear the music played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-Kn8Fb33I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PoHNt1I7aXU/s1600-h/sept+2007+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-Kn8Fb33I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PoHNt1I7aXU/s400/sept+2007+253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115960120464629618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture printed was just the right one, aliechagua hongera zake. It showed how happy you were. Full of life. That's how you are going to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-V-cFb34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ARAtQhfyzho/s1600-h/sept+2007+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-V-cFb34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ARAtQhfyzho/s400/sept+2007+252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115972601639591810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all hard for everyone. Brian could not hide his feelings. Jarrtan was just acting brave... but one could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIdZsFb35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zJp7IhnEqjA/s1600-h/sept+2007+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIdZsFb35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zJp7IhnEqjA/s200/sept+2007+269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116684453814198162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIftcFb36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/htmssj56A74/s1600-h/sept+2007+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIftcFb36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/htmssj56A74/s200/sept+2007+274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116686992139870114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIrLMFb3-I/AAAAAAAAABE/1yKv8zDRg-Q/s1600-h/sept+2007+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIrLMFb3-I/AAAAAAAAABE/1yKv8zDRg-Q/s320/sept+2007+296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116699597868883938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIok8Fb39I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hI92fDGUL_U/s1600-h/sept+2007+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwIok8Fb39I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hI92fDGUL_U/s320/sept+2007+294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116696741715632082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-2851405802887976018?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/2851405802887976018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=2851405802887976018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/2851405802887976018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/2851405802887976018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2007/09/cliff-farewell-my-cousin.html' title='Cliff, farewell my cousin'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/Rv-HO8Fb32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ol0FmyZJsec/s72-c/sept+2007+248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-115417198710224100</id><published>2006-07-29T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T04:19:47.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pemba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P7010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P7010001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago I was in Pemba. Pemba is a part of the Zanzibar archipelago which consist of Unguja and Pemba. Even though I was not on vacation, it felt like it. We had a training on Tropical Medicine. Noooo you don't want to know the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off from Kilimanjaro at 11am in the morning with Precision Airways. No problems with the flight, connected at Unguja Airport after some 6hrs of waiting to Pemba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was well organized. At Pemba I was picked up by Makame. Actually we were in Muhimbili together... so it was some sort of a reunion. He was more interested in Parasitology/Laboratory science. And now he is working with Ivo de Carneri Foundation at their Public health Laboratory. That is where the training was going to take place. Three other mates from Muhimbili were Lekashingo, Maurice, Elijah and Faustian Ndugulile. Other trainees came from Zimbambwe, Zambia, Malawi, Burundi, Kenya, Germany and the majority from Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week of hardwork! We drove finally!!! to the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P7080020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P7080020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P7080013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P7080013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed through a forest reserve. Just some high vegetations no big game or deal. But the city dwellers from Italy were very excited. I can understand them very well. I get excited seeing a city full of skyscrapers! Who won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P7080023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P7080023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P7080035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P7080035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is us eating after some fun. Which consisted of swimming and playing football. I was playing like Ronaldo and Lekashingo could not take it anymore. At the end I sprained my ankle and we lost 4-0. I continued limping for the rest of the training. By the way Lekashingo and Sara Banda... my ankle is doing just fine. The other day I was jogging with it (though with a limp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day (sunday). We went snorkeling. I had never done anything like it before. And I heard Pemba is a great place to snorkel. Which only means watching fish from above while swimming, if you understand what I mean. The fish were just beautiful.... when there are alive going about their daily activities..... reminded me very much of Nemo. And I think I saw a Clown fish, who was not funny at all! I agree with the other guys in film Finding Nemo. Very easy to recognize was also the Swordfish. Hope it was not a baby shark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything was beautiful until I decided to go for a walk in the forest. Well I got lost and took the long way home. That became the joke for the rest of my stay in Pemba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this blog is full.... it does not allow me to enter more pictures......... That would be all guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-115417198710224100?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/115417198710224100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=115417198710224100&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/115417198710224100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/115417198710224100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/07/pemba.html' title='Pemba'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-115002379903612554</id><published>2006-06-11T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T05:07:41.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophia Urio's Send-off</title><content type='html'>Hallow everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, for those not informed, was the send-off party for Sofia Urio. Does not help? She is getting married to Lukas Kimweri Mbaruku who is my cousin. He is born by my late Auntie Lucy. Who was Mom's younger sister. Luke is mama Lucy's last child, after Mbaruku and Kilalo. Enough with the introductions! Let's get on with the story telling.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the party rocked!!!!!!!!!!! We got our bride... that was enough to make Kimweri smilling all the way back to Dar. Wait a minute. Before Kim could smile, this is how it went in pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallllllloooooowwwwwwwww everybody Kim getting himself dressed up for probably the first time in his life!!!! Kim with a tie??????? Ohhh by the way at this point &lt;strong&gt;Kim's pulse was only 110 bpm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100004-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100004-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey hey hey..... At this point Sangiwa Anthony said... "&lt;em&gt;Hapa mambo yamebana! Kimweri ndani ya suti! sio mchezo&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;Lakini tuache utani ametoka chicha&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have to say more, my brother looks just... simply great...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, I was the Bestman. My first job 2 years after marriage. And I did my best to prevent Kim's pulse going sky high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100007-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100008-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100008-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Peter and Mzee Ukyota pia walikuwepo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100011-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100011-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbaruku na Mourice pia walikuwepo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100012-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100012-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilalo nae alikuwepo, Mawifi jamaniiiiiiii. The sister in-law. I know that smile is more than just a smile.... if you know what sisters in-law do..... just joking Kilalo, I know you will treat her with respect. Lakini mhhh... sisemi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100016-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100016-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mshenga wetu Baba Miu had to wait for a while (with thirst!) before the bride came.... &lt;strong&gt;Kimweri's pulse 120&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100030-2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100030-2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sofia came &lt;strong&gt;(Kim's pulse 125bpm weak and irregular)&lt;/strong&gt;, The Mshenga finally got some water. Or was it not? Guess you'll have to ask him. But a better question goes to Kimweri, how did you feel as the bride was about to get blessed by her parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100037-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100037-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kim's Pulse 150bpm strong!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the Bride and Kim.... I bet everybody's eyes and salivary glands were concentrated on this..... I swear! I was about to go crazy! and my glands made 1L of digestive fluid! And these guys did not even give us a bite!!!!! (Got it later though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100046-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100046-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought it over in a special style, or more correctly they were dancing and showing it off for so loooooooong, 2 minutes or something. See for yourself it looks just delicious! One day later while writing this blog I am still salivating. Sio Mchezo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Halafu akakabidhiwa mwana.&lt;strong&gt;pulse 160!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  akawa ghafla mdogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6100064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6100064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day we passed to say hallow to bibi. Nice picture, don't you think? The beginning of life and end of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6110091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P6110091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally he was relaxed on his way back to Dar es Salaam. Look at that smile! Congratulations my Cousin. You are almost there. One week and you are in the CLUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P6110083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/400/P6110083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-115002379903612554?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/115002379903612554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=115002379903612554&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/115002379903612554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/115002379903612554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/06/sophia-urios-send-off.html' title='Sophia Urio&apos;s Send-off'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-114466155222422466</id><published>2006-04-10T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:32:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P4100080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P4100080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshi is a small town, but nevertheless it is very beautiful especially after the rains. Everything is very green. So I made some pictures for you to enjoy. For those who are asking themselves why i did not take pictures of Mt. Kilimanjaro...pole. The Mountain is so beautiful that you have to come and see it for yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-114466155222422466?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/114466155222422466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=114466155222422466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/114466155222422466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/114466155222422466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/04/moshi.html' title='Moshi'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-114303572471118397</id><published>2006-03-22T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T09:02:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelluja... Amen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P3210061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P3210061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Semkae…. I finally wrote something about Tanzania (some X-file stuff!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have never attended a healing-prayer session, this would certainly catch your attention.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P2120019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P2120019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know that bibi had a fracture of her femur which was then operated. Now about two months after the operation, bibi is doing very well. So well that she wants some action and in Bibi’s world that means prayers and healing sessions. She has been listening to some miracle healing advertisements for one week before she finally decided she must go and get cured. Well I am without work, and I was excited. Miracle healings have only been stories to me. This time I have someone I know, who can’t walk. I just wanted to see the miracle! Hallellujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 21st of March I took my camera and drove Bibi to the congregation of healers. We drove in the Escudo with Mom and Edina. When we got there, it was nothing but impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church, is located in a multi-complex building. Radio, Hall, NGO, Canteen, Seminar Rooms and even river Jordan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One must agree the place is well organized. Just as we were thinking how we would carry bibi, five highly motivated men and women came to help us carry bibi into the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hall was very spacious, maybe capable of taking in about 600 people. But what really took me by surprise is the Public address system. The speakers were massive…. And loud! Even reaching dangerous levels for the ear. The stage was well decorated (like a wedding). And the preachers (performers) were dancing to the tunes of gospel Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Germany I saw rock shows in churches and in Tanzania I was witnessing Zaire music (Lingala, Bolingo). Don’t get me wrong, this is not negatively meant. It’s just new. I think churches have signed a universal pact to take over the discos. Because that is exactly what happened. Everybody was dancing. I could not resist the tunes and started tapping my feets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was praying time. Suddenly everybody started talking in strange languages. This was very weird. I have never seen such rituals before. But in the end it looked like some mild form of self-hypnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the preaching started, they collected money. Next came an hour of you-have- problems and Jesus-is-the-answer. I have got the point and looong time ago! And I think the worshippers have understood that point more than me… why should one come again and again to hear the same stories… just changed a bit. It’s like watching Movies….you know most endings. So these sessions might be more or less like entertainment. Others go to Movies and discos….why not some prayer sessions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point I was tired and got out. Then I heard strange languages again. It was healing time!! To my disappointment nothing really happened. Only a dozen of fainted women and 2 men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to say whether the fainting was natural or caused by fleeing demons. But did Michael Jackson also have Jesus besides him? Michael was also making girls faint…. Without taking out demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well keep an open mind.  X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-114303572471118397?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/114303572471118397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=114303572471118397&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/114303572471118397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/114303572471118397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/03/hallelluja-amen.html' title='Hallelluja... Amen'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-113846389363074530</id><published>2006-01-23T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:58:13.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1170087-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1170075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P1170075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's Friday and -5 degrees celcius cold. And I am listening to this hip hop song; &lt;em&gt;it's getting hot in here, so get off all your clothes &lt;/em&gt;or something like that. And I am thinking, I could do just that, even when it's freezing cold. So off we go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1170076.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1170076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People like it in the sauna. Look at that smile, mmh tells you alot ehh?&lt;br /&gt;I know what other people would think about the Sauna. And I am talking about the 'we-believe in God and everybody else is a sinner-types'. They will keep on explaining why and how bad it is to visit the Saunas. But why? because everybody is naked? Nobody is really interested in looking at anybody else. It's warm and one feels free. Nothing more. You wont get an erotish experience, if that's what you think. It was, of course for me a Cultural Shock the first time I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey...it's minus 5 outside, and I would like to feel +95°C. I am a Tanzanian and used to +35°C for God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 15 minutes in +95°C, I a was finally able to walk outside in the Nude zone or  '&lt;em&gt;Freie Körper Kultur' &lt;/em&gt;in minus 5°C. And I was able sing it's getting cold out here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures, but nothing from the Sauna..... I am interested to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1170087-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1170087-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I could use some shaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1270004-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/200/P1270004-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1270003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1270003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-113846389363074530?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/113846389363074530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=113846389363074530&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/113846389363074530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/113846389363074530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/01/sauna.html' title='Sauna'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21317145.post-113789068650123933</id><published>2006-01-21T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:12:54.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Würzburg</title><content type='html'>What does one on a Saturday in Germany do? Especially when there are very old Castle's to see? The teenies in Germany find it extremly booring. But I find it entertaining..... sometimes&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (21 Jan, 2005) whe decided to go back to the roots, where Jessica was born. Würzburg.. funny because &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Wurzeln&lt;/span&gt; in Germany means roots. But anyway Würzburg is a small town in Bavaria which is in southern Germany, about 100km from Frankfurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got to the hospital and the apartment where Jessica was born and raised, we first visited the&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Marienburg&lt;/span&gt; Marien Castle. The Castle is not very old, just 400 years old I was told. Nevertherless very impressive. It looked to me like it is about two times bigger than Indian Ocean Hotel in Dar es Salaam and it is located on top of a hill. So everybody sees it or rather more correct they see everybody. Someone said it belonged to Catholic Barons! By the way, some Irish missionaries came and made the Barons catholics. And later on they were getting rich from the wine business. And one can easily see how extravagant they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough history, I don't know if it's all correct anyway!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Castle, visited some interesting parts in the inner city. A freezed fountain, that was something different from what I am used to see. Jessica took with excitment loads of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hours later, tired and ready to sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/1600/P1210098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1389/2155/320/P1210098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for taking time to read this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21317145-113789068650123933?l=kajiru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/feeds/113789068650123933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21317145&amp;postID=113789068650123933&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/113789068650123933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21317145/posts/default/113789068650123933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kajiru.blogspot.com/2006/01/wrzburg.html' title='Würzburg'/><author><name>Kajiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07645015086283761425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0CJl52x8itM/RwN3DMFb4AI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PM1UmFq9JJU/s400/blogger.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
