Friday, December 31, 2010
nearly New Year?
The wind is just like a woman scorned [hell has no fury like a woman scorned] with no let up and the occasional realy ruff period when she throws a chair or two at some one and hits the roof in a minor fit of rage.It ahs being constant just blowing and blowing makes Albany and Esperance in the Amatuer class.
A fe books ead this week and the Highlight bienng
The Last Resort by Douglas Rogers a true story of Zimbabwe and the troublea over the last decades and the parents are some one who realy know who and what tey are just simple Zimababweeans and human beings.
Perhaps this is aproblem that afflicts all of us not coming to terms with who or what we are.
My friend Kobus is bigotted a racist in our terms
[we Australians a more somore racisist than any White africans i have met. how many of us would tolerate a a black bank manager .insurance agent,school teacher,local government admin person policman shop keeper???]
but knows what he is and proud to be awhite african his familiy being here for 300 years or more a lot longer than the average black african. he knows who he is and what his beliefs are and will not deviate one inch in his belief and his fairness and sense of social awareness in his communitttee cannot be questioned .Life for Kobus is totaly black and white and very simple.Why cant it be tahat simplefor every one.
Thw Majority of us just pretend we know who we are in our insecurirties and wonder where we will be and what the world has to offer in our fucking Multi cultural society which when when ask our selves is it real and do we like it? we dont.
Austrlians are Australians and we embrace any body who says he is until the ethenticities of ther life or her former countries take over snd the hatred and conflict they cause become Aussie issues.
leave them at your home country that is why you have come to Aus if you cant leave it dont come
To know who you ae is nor being right or wrong just self belief and being proud of what your are.Fuck very body else it is yourselff that matters.If you come to another country to live it must have your total loyalty.
IT IS QUITE STRNAGE HERE i am in the cultured and educated part of Africa ,money for some just like a money tree paving the roads but do i feel safe ?? No , I can walk around Juba sand Cairo at night but not here and you have to watch out for car jackings,Hey at least in Sudan they do it with class at the checkpoint with real guns and stoned soldiers not just scumm off the street.
The local coloureds seem more aggresive and the hatred for the white is not fsr below the surface .You get the feeling a large black plauged will eventualy take over the cape and its surrounds .leaving a bewildered and stunned Kwagaa people in total; denial and nowhere to go and the whole process totaly not relevant to them .I am an out sider just observing . A mere aussie on holiday.
But there is more of a dark undertone here than in Sudan .Kenya or Uganda at least there it is out in the open.
The locals are more aggresive and hidden in theeir feelins than any where else I have being in Africaa. It is like they all woked for the foreestry department aand never took the logs off there shoulders and have a no sense in who they are as well for most have walked to the cape over the decades.
But will in the end rid the Cape of the white man .Who
He or she is not needed,Because they bring no business sense ,work ethic,moral sensibility, life experiences, and no new ideas on how South Africa will progress so lets get rid of them and we will prosper.
Sounds great BHP and RIO are just waiting for the day when they can buy a whole country ?? get some shares we cant loose.
Hey we live in the bestest coutry in the world make sure we we keep that way.
I never thought myself a racist or biggot but shit that has changed
Happy new year and enjoy who you are
A fe books ead this week and the Highlight bienng
The Last Resort by Douglas Rogers a true story of Zimbabwe and the troublea over the last decades and the parents are some one who realy know who and what tey are just simple Zimababweeans and human beings.
Perhaps this is aproblem that afflicts all of us not coming to terms with who or what we are.
My friend Kobus is bigotted a racist in our terms
[we Australians a more somore racisist than any White africans i have met. how many of us would tolerate a a black bank manager .insurance agent,school teacher,local government admin person policman shop keeper???]
but knows what he is and proud to be awhite african his familiy being here for 300 years or more a lot longer than the average black african. he knows who he is and what his beliefs are and will not deviate one inch in his belief and his fairness and sense of social awareness in his communitttee cannot be questioned .Life for Kobus is totaly black and white and very simple.Why cant it be tahat simplefor every one.
Thw Majority of us just pretend we know who we are in our insecurirties and wonder where we will be and what the world has to offer in our fucking Multi cultural society which when when ask our selves is it real and do we like it? we dont.
Austrlians are Australians and we embrace any body who says he is until the ethenticities of ther life or her former countries take over snd the hatred and conflict they cause become Aussie issues.
leave them at your home country that is why you have come to Aus if you cant leave it dont come
To know who you ae is nor being right or wrong just self belief and being proud of what your are.Fuck very body else it is yourselff that matters.If you come to another country to live it must have your total loyalty.
IT IS QUITE STRNAGE HERE i am in the cultured and educated part of Africa ,money for some just like a money tree paving the roads but do i feel safe ?? No , I can walk around Juba sand Cairo at night but not here and you have to watch out for car jackings,Hey at least in Sudan they do it with class at the checkpoint with real guns and stoned soldiers not just scumm off the street.
The local coloureds seem more aggresive and the hatred for the white is not fsr below the surface .You get the feeling a large black plauged will eventualy take over the cape and its surrounds .leaving a bewildered and stunned Kwagaa people in total; denial and nowhere to go and the whole process totaly not relevant to them .I am an out sider just observing . A mere aussie on holiday.
But there is more of a dark undertone here than in Sudan .Kenya or Uganda at least there it is out in the open.
The locals are more aggresive and hidden in theeir feelins than any where else I have being in Africaa. It is like they all woked for the foreestry department aand never took the logs off there shoulders and have a no sense in who they are as well for most have walked to the cape over the decades.
But will in the end rid the Cape of the white man .Who
He or she is not needed,Because they bring no business sense ,work ethic,moral sensibility, life experiences, and no new ideas on how South Africa will progress so lets get rid of them and we will prosper.
Sounds great BHP and RIO are just waiting for the day when they can buy a whole country ?? get some shares we cant loose.
Hey we live in the bestest coutry in the world make sure we we keep that way.
I never thought myself a racist or biggot but shit that has changed
Happy new year and enjoy who you are
Friday, December 24, 2010
A Little before The Big Big Chicken and mostly after
Normal has it been?
Depending on ones interpretation and rationality to the term normal for me in a past life no but in present and current state of flux fairly I guess.
The obstacles have been small, large, serious, and medium, totally out of my control, one may even say life threatening in one case.
Pre chicken was full on finished our 1200ha of chaining before the Christmas Crew left ,packed the camp , those going home were already to go. The few of us staying worried about the Christmass menu and where the Moet and caviar was coming from. Searching desperately for home delivery service in Sudan . Plane and buses ready to go on the Thursday.
As just to annoy and throw some confusion into it all. Tthe Blue Meseri a Militia group of Nomadic Cattle herders in the North. Decided they would take a few buses of Southerners hostage to make a bit od doe and provoke some reactions from the Southern Government.[this is the same group who had about 10 days before ambushed some SPLA soldiers about 30ks from here killing 15]
They had also through various outlets made it clear they were targeting ,oil workers ,kwagas etc as they were easy to get ransom from the oil companies and Government. due to any perceived oil revenue loss that may occur. Old cattle stealing and some blood letting were used a the excuse.
They ended up holding over a thousand people who also were charged triple for any food and water they needed. A couple of the Govs comrades were also involved necessitating him to negotiate for the release of 3 of his cars at a later date.
So as a result of this I decided to send all home and just leave the local Sudanese guys and the normal soldiers. There also was also an increase in mobile police and army patrols in the area not making it a really stress free environment to work.
Eventually got all away on the Thursday and I was to go out on the Saturday rather than wait till the 1st. It was quite noticeable that either Jim or Zach was with me all the time. Turns out they were in big trouble if any thing happened to me that normally means a permanent reprimand.
I had organized a jump seat on the 748 plane and was all go until I was about to get on.The big 748 boss had put some one else on so with the promise of a lap top in the air the Pilot and Muwell . Organized kids on knees and we fitted 3 more on in the end.
At last get to the worlds largest toilet? Juba International Airport. Still did know when I was leaving there as all planes full so was expecting a ay or two at the house in Juba. But alas our travel agent extraordinaire had me on a plane before the person knew they were cancelling.
Talking to some boys who are working at a place called Wau .They are up there clearing the area of Land mines . They were saying there had been artillery and bombs dropped on a regular basis by the north over the border into the south. Just more provocation by the North .The Southern people have to be commended for their tolerance and discipline in not firing back.
Every where I went it was hot and sticky just like the wet season but alas it was only me with beginning of me being bed ridden in Nairobi for 4 days .Slipped some Malaria tablets down the hatch as that is what it felt like so nailed that little pest but ended up at the Doctor full tests etc, Lung ,Blood Bowel/stomach infection . Although bed ridden could not lie down as the coughing would not stop.
All is now gwarlong well may be gwar short . Writing this on my way to Cape Town and the sea should see it tonight. If need be good medical facilities.
Meetings had been planned in Cairo that have not come about we still don’t have our operational money in for next year . But every one is home and that is where they will stay till it arrives.
So just bought my trip forward a week have found a place to stay in Hout Bay looks nice on the net. Just poke around and get some strength and endurance back before Dan and Fin arrive .
Merry Christmas everyone / a safe and fantastic new year.
Still have not had a Northern Hemisphere Christmas Next year perhaps it will be White?
[Tthis will see if Princess is a dedicated reader as he says]
Bit better than Maanga port.
A Little before The Big Big Chicken and mostly after
Normal has it been?
Depending on ones interpretation and rationality to the term normal for me in a past life no but in present and current state of flux fairly I guess.
The obstacles have been small, large, serious, and medium, totally out of my control, one may even say life threatening in one case.
Pre chicken was full on finished our 1200ha of chaining before the Christmas Crew left ,packed the camp , those going home were already to go. The few of us staying worried about the Christmass menu and where the Moet and caviar was coming from. Searching desperately for home delivery service in Sudan . Plane and buses ready to go on the Thursday.
As just to annoy and throw some confusion into it all. Tthe Blue Meseri a Militia group of Nomadic Cattle herders in the North. Decided they would take a few buses of Southerners hostage to make a bit od doe and provoke some reactions from the Southern Government.[this is the same group who had about 10 days before ambushed some SPLA soldiers about 30ks from here killing 15]
They had also through various outlets made it clear they were targeting ,oil workers ,kwagas etc as they were easy to get ransom from the oil companies and Government. due to any perceived oil revenue loss that may occur. Old cattle stealing and some blood letting were used a the excuse.
They ended up holding over a thousand people who also were charged triple for any food and water they needed. A couple of the Govs comrades were also involved necessitating him to negotiate for the release of 3 of his cars at a later date.
So as a result of this I decided to send all home and just leave the local Sudanese guys and the normal soldiers. There also was also an increase in mobile police and army patrols in the area not making it a really stress free environment to work.
Eventually got all away on the Thursday and I was to go out on the Saturday rather than wait till the 1st. It was quite noticeable that either Jim or Zach was with me all the time. Turns out they were in big trouble if any thing happened to me that normally means a permanent reprimand.
I had organized a jump seat on the 748 plane and was all go until I was about to get on.The big 748 boss had put some one else on so with the promise of a lap top in the air the Pilot and Muwell . Organized kids on knees and we fitted 3 more on in the end.
At last get to the worlds largest toilet? Juba International Airport. Still did know when I was leaving there as all planes full so was expecting a ay or two at the house in Juba. But alas our travel agent extraordinaire had me on a plane before the person knew they were cancelling.
Talking to some boys who are working at a place called Wau .They are up there clearing the area of Land mines . They were saying there had been artillery and bombs dropped on a regular basis by the north over the border into the south. Just more provocation by the North .The Southern people have to be commended for their tolerance and discipline in not firing back.
Every where I went it was hot and sticky just like the wet season but alas it was only me with beginning of me being bed ridden in Nairobi for 4 days .Slipped some Malaria tablets down the hatch as that is what it felt like so nailed that little pest but ended up at the Doctor full tests etc, Lung ,Blood Bowel/stomach infection . Although bed ridden could not lie down as the coughing would not stop.
All is now gwarlong well may be gwar short . Writing this on my way to Cape Town and the sea should see it tonight. If need be good medical facilities.
Meetings had been planned in Cairo that have not come about we still don’t have our operational money in for next year . But every one is home and that is where they will stay till it arrives.
So just bought my trip forward a week have found a place to stay in Hout Bay looks nice on the net. Just poke around and get some strength and endurance back before Dan and Fin arrive .
Merry Christmas everyone / a safe and fantastic new year.
Still have not had a Northern Hemisphere Christmas Next year perhaps it will be White?
[Tthis will see if Princess is a dedicated reader as he says]
Bit better than Maanga port.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
AFTER THE TURKEY
The turkey was I maust admit very good although the local garlic is a bit bitter.But was enjoyed by all
There had been a bit of Militia activity up on the boarder some buses stopped for ransom some killings to the west of here so I decided I would leave a bit earlier than planned also no operational money forthcoming and managed to get a jump on penoltimant plane or so I thought till I got to thar Jahrs and found out the Airline big boss had given it to some one else so luckiliy the pilot and Manwel managed to talk some women into putting the kids on there knees also the promise of a lap top came into play.
Finaly got to Juba paid a few bills,back to air port and did white eel black eel loading agin although this time many more white eels with all the planes leaving ckoka blocka.Every one pleased to get out of airport no air con hot sticky sweaty stinky.
Got to NBO late as plane late as usual was quite hot when I got there or so I thought. Got to hotel and unusualy did not fee
There had been a bit of Militia activity up on the boarder some buses stopped for ransom some killings to the west of here so I decided I would leave a bit earlier than planned also no operational money forthcoming and managed to get a jump on penoltimant plane or so I thought till I got to thar Jahrs and found out the Airline big boss had given it to some one else so luckiliy the pilot and Manwel managed to talk some women into putting the kids on there knees also the promise of a lap top came into play.
Finaly got to Juba paid a few bills,back to air port and did white eel black eel loading agin although this time many more white eels with all the planes leaving ckoka blocka.Every one pleased to get out of airport no air con hot sticky sweaty stinky.
Got to NBO late as plane late as usual was quite hot when I got there or so I thought. Got to hotel and unusualy did not fee
Friday, December 17, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
A Buzzy tail
The coutry side here is awash with fires started by the locals to burn off the dry grass and promote some new growth for their cows,goats and sheep.
The air is dense in smoke some days as the lack of wind and heavy atmosphere contributes to the fog like conditions some days.The insects are slowly being driven away at last and you dont get eaten all the time.
As a reult the local Bee populations thinks our comtainers are the place to be a continuing onslaught by me into there destruction of them has I thought seen a drastic culling of there numbers.But als weong again bigger and more angry seem to be the latest swarms determined to avenge the fate of those who have gone to Bee heaven.
The latest incursion came on Friday.So armed with the trusty muty we use to send them on the way I proceeded to remove them from their place of temperary residence and was winning the battle.
Then I spotted another incursion further in the container which unfortunately for muggins required me to climb over a few crates with my tusty knap sack.All was going well till my retreat and a few of the more pissed off litle fuckers decided I was fair game and kamikasied my person as I was climbing out .Death and glory is a Bees moto bit like a towel head on a bombing mission to catch a few virgins in the after life.
So the result for me was not that great. Back of head and one strategically placed war head just under the eye so have been vey one eyed for the last day or so although I can see out of it now which is a good thing.
Looks like I have caught up to Dan and developing a bit of an alergy to the old Bee and will need to be a bit more proactive to protect myself in my continuing war of eradication.
The air is dense in smoke some days as the lack of wind and heavy atmosphere contributes to the fog like conditions some days.The insects are slowly being driven away at last and you dont get eaten all the time.
As a reult the local Bee populations thinks our comtainers are the place to be a continuing onslaught by me into there destruction of them has I thought seen a drastic culling of there numbers.But als weong again bigger and more angry seem to be the latest swarms determined to avenge the fate of those who have gone to Bee heaven.
The latest incursion came on Friday.So armed with the trusty muty we use to send them on the way I proceeded to remove them from their place of temperary residence and was winning the battle.
Then I spotted another incursion further in the container which unfortunately for muggins required me to climb over a few crates with my tusty knap sack.All was going well till my retreat and a few of the more pissed off litle fuckers decided I was fair game and kamikasied my person as I was climbing out .Death and glory is a Bees moto bit like a towel head on a bombing mission to catch a few virgins in the after life.
So the result for me was not that great. Back of head and one strategically placed war head just under the eye so have been vey one eyed for the last day or so although I can see out of it now which is a good thing.
Looks like I have caught up to Dan and developing a bit of an alergy to the old Bee and will need to be a bit more proactive to protect myself in my continuing war of eradication.
Cairo/The Journey/
The biggest sand pit in the world
Sitting the public latreen called Juba International Airport catching
a plane to Nairobi, this is one cesspit although ! I must admit it has
improved since my first visit the toilets don't smell as much. But four
a plane to Nairobi, this is one cesspit although ! I must admit it has
improved since my first visit the toilets don't smell as much. But four
hundred people all trying to get through a 2 foot door is a bit hard
not much deodorant used either so we all are well onthe nose. As Juba
is very tropical and the sweet runs freely so itf you can imagine 399
black eels and one little white one wirthing our way in through a door
thats me.
No Ques as that is too sensible.
Still Nairobi will be cool beer cold and some different food then up
at 1.30 to catch the 0400 flight to Cairo and more towel head Mahem.
not much deodorant used either so we all are well onthe nose. As Juba
is very tropical and the sweet runs freely so itf you can imagine 399
black eels and one little white one wirthing our way in through a door
thats me.
No Ques as that is too sensible.
Still Nairobi will be cool beer cold and some different food then up
at 1.30 to catch the 0400 flight to Cairo and more towel head Mahem.
(this is an extract from an email to a friend from the Latreen]
THE JOURNEY
Left Thar Jahrs late as usual and had to stop off at Rumbeic to pick up fuel as Juba had none due to the shortage of US dollars to pay for it.Arrived Juba late and did not have time to do any jobs unfortunatly very sorry about that Vamp girls.
Left Juba on the way to Nairobi plane abosolutley choka with the crowd from the Latreen.But alas we were thwarted again by the fuel shortage and had to be satisfied with a stop at Eldoert in Kenya to get some more there so we were prety late into Nairobi.
Up at 2 am to airprt to catch Cairo plane and off we go and hour late so I am a realy happy camper at this stage.
About 45 mins ouy of Cairo the plane turns around and we head back to Luxor as there is a huge sand storm over Cairo and we can;t land. This is apparently a regular occurrance for the city.
Sitting Luxor was ok caught up with Kath in the Solomans on Skype as it has free wifi which was great.
Couple of people decided that they had had enough of some triviality and began an argument with the airport personal,Big mistake just loudly taken away to some where to cool off I guess by some secutity guards.This releaved the boredom for a while at any rate.
Getting back was eiasier except could not get on plane from Juba to Thar Jahrs so had a night in Nairobi did a couple of jobs and then went on to Entebbe in Uganda which is a lovely place with a nice breeze off lake Victoria which is absolutley huge.
CAIRO
Finaly got to Cairio about 7 hrs late so proceeded to the Taxi rank to be ripped off by a lovely Gypo lad .Ended up at the Grand Hyatt .which is situated on an island in the Nile river .Stunning venue and nice to be cool,lovely bed and a shower rose a foot square so it was bliss for a night.
Cairo absolutely vibrandt city full of people from all over the world doing business and visiting the sand pit.
The roads are the foot path and the foot path the road as well no pedestian crossings just take your chances or slip a copper a couple of quid and he wanders out with his whistle , reflective arms and away you go.
Did our busines and made some good contacts at dinner that night and as a resut will more than likely go to Holland and Germany in the new year doing a presentaation to some potential investors so that is good news for all of us.
had a few hours to kill between meetings so went off to the Pryamids which were like big sand castles in a childs sand pit except it is covered in rubbish, people ,hawkers,and torist guides.I must admit I was not too impressed by them apart from the size and how they were built.
The vandalism over the years is staggering,from the removal of the granite marble stones of the Big Pyramid to build a mosque in Cairo to Napoleans effort of blowing the Sphnix's nose off.
The traffic does not seem to stop at any time and continues its franetic pace all night and day,night life is every where and thousands of retaurants all seemed to be full to overflowing.
Taxi prices vary according to quality the cheapest being the ones you have to push to strt they have a bit of discount.
Night on the Nile
Dust ove Cairo fom the sand pit
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