Karibu Iringa tena.

"September 15, 2011.
Today I leave Iringa and head down to Dar, and I cant help thinking about that 17 year old kid I met at the market on the way to neema's. He was my age, and he was standing in front of a small stand no bigger than my arms length. He came upto me and asked me to buy something from him, and without a second thought I said no. then he said please buy something from me with all desperation, and carried on to say, I have a family to support, and i want to goto school, please buy something it will help me alot.
It gets you thinking, people back home in Saudi regard education as a joke compared to these people, constantly ditching classes, dying to do anything to miss a day at school. and over here people are dying to get an education..."
thats one entry from my diary.
The only regret i have from the trip is that i should have stayed longer. People over there are Amazingly friendly, the food is amazing, its an experience, but in the end of the day it is what you make of it.