Showing posts with label Rwanda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rwanda. Show all posts

Friday, August 21, 2009

106 Bottles (or drafts if you are lucky) of Beer on the Wall

If you are uninterested in beer then it might be best to save yourself 5 minutes and skip this post!
Having lived in Northern California for nearly 5 years, we have caught the beer bug and have been longing for cold drafts of west coast microbrew throughout the trip. Often we reminisce of the happy hours in San Francisco at Rogue Ale House, Vesuvio, Kennedy’s and of course, The Buccaneer.

Being beer enthusiasts we have made a point to sample the domestically produced beer in each country that we have visited in the hopes of learning not only what styles are preferred but also what role this wonderful drink plays abroad. Six months in we have visited 18 countries and sampled 106 domestically produced beers. The styles and tastes preferred have varied as well as the role that beer plays in each culture.

The world of beer styles is essentially split into two groups. ales and lagers. The essential difference is the yeast used in production, top fermenting vs bottom fermenting, and outside of that, both styles can offer a wide array of beers. Colleen and I are ale drinkers. Unless it is an early Saturday morning with Miller Lite during college football season (go Hawks!) or the conclusion of a long bike or run, we usually find ourselves sipping a cold pint or bottle of ale of some sort. Interestingly enough, the rest of the world heavily prefers the lager style of beer.
Availability of different labels has varied greatly from country to country. In Vietnam we have been treated to 18 different labels of beers while in Lesotho we were only able to track down one, the national lager called Mulati.

Over 70% of the beer we have sampled has been lager with the occasional surprise of an ale every now and then. If you like lagers such as Budweiser or Heineken, you would be in good company in most parts of the world. Most all the lagers we have sampled are fairly straight forward, light in color, lower in alcohol, and not much malt flavor or mouth feel outside of the presence of a slight alcohol taste. Most all contain adjuncts of some sort, usually rice or corn (or as they call it everywhere else, maize). Many add a fair amount of sugar prior to fermentation to boost alcohol levels (but impart no taste) and in Eastern Africa they even add unfermentable sugars to the mix resulting in a beer that can only be described as a Budweiser with a tablespoon of sugar added. There have been some great finds though, including the wonderful Laurentina Clara in Mozambique, the all natural Windhoek of Namibia, and the high alcohol Kingfisher Red of India. Rwanda, moving forward since the tragedies of the mid 1990s brought with it a tasteful Primus Lager served in traditional Belgian glassware, a reminder of it's colonial past.

Nearly all of the ales we have found have been in Ireland, the UK and South Africa. We were treated to unpasturized 'live ale' in London, a special treat that is hand drawn at traditional pubs. We also spent a fair amount of time with 750 ml bottles of Castle Milk Stout while camping in South Africa and we have also enjoyed half liters of dark ales recently in Vietnam.

I have found it very interesting the amount of mass produced large label beer available throughout the world. Carlsberg and Heineken are mainstays in most every country we have visited. We have actually had Carlsberg (Danish) that was produced domestically in Malawi as well as Amstel (Dutch) produced in Jordan and Lowenbrau (German) produced in Nepal.

We have been lucky enough to visit a total of 8 microbreweries so far getting a taste for small batch beer in each continent we have visited. Vietnam has been the surprise of the group boasting a microbrewery in a majority of all sizable towns we have visited. A stop for a beer at Legends microbrewery of Hanoi turned into and afternoon of discussion with the German Brewmaster. He introduced himself as I was seated at the bar staring at the brewing equipment and asked if I was Australian. I responded and clarified that I was American and asked him if he was Czec. It was a good way to break the ice and lead to an afternoon of beers he refused to let us pay for. Turns out his name was Werner and he was from Ramstein Germany and had been working in breweries since he was 13 (he was now in his mid 50s) eventually moving to Africa to brew and now to Vietnam. He was the owner and turned out to be very open to discussing his operation: he ships in a container of malt and hops from Germany every 3 months and brews 40 times per month on his 10 barrel system. He regularly sold 1500 liters of beer a day in his 400 person beer hall and distributed what was left over. I told him I thought he needed a larger brewing system to which he replied that the his Vietnamese investors would not approve it. So for now, he brews at least once a day, seven days a week.
Beer prices and packaging have also varied greatly from country to country. The most costly place we have drank was our first stop, Dublin, where we paid up to $6 USD for a pint of Kilkenny on draft. Africa brought with it low prices for beer (always by the bottle, never available by draft) where we bought 750 ml bottles of domestic beer for as little as $0.60 in Uganda. All in all, draft beer has only been found in about 1/4 of the places we have visited and the preference seems to be toward large bottles (deposit required in Africa) over cans.
The closest thing I have found to homebrew abroad has been the street beer of Vietnam, known as 'bia hoi'. Always served by draft out of a shabby looking keg placed curbside, bia hoi has been easy on the pocketbook as you can sit on the sidewalk in a plastic chair drinking low alcohol draft beer for around $0.25 a glass. There was also the homemade Tibetan beer offered in Nepal which consisted of a scoops of fermented millet grain placed in a large metal stein and topped off with steaming hot water. The bitter fruit wine like drink was then sipped through a metal straw and each stein refilled multiple times with hot water until all of the alcohol and flavor had been extracted from the fermented millet.
The role beer plays in each country has varied greatly. In the largely Muslim state of Jordan it is almost non existent outsite of the tourist areas. We did not see beer for sale or have a drink for nearly 2 weeks prior to trudging through a downpour to the other side of town for a cool draft of Amstel. In Africa, beer drinking was usually reserved for the men who began drinking in the early afternoon on roughly welded bar stools placed outside wood shacks roadside. In SE Asia, drinking is done at all times of day, and it is not uncommon to see businessmen having a drink by early afternoon. Unfortunately in many countries the drinking has become a curse of the poor and I wonder how a man with thread bare clothes and no shoes can be drinking beer after beer. Then I have to remind myself that the same thing occurs back home and unfortunately there is no help for these people. Beer, as always, accompanies celebration as well in most countries. Whether it was the completion of a long work week in Ireland, a Saturday night in Capetown, a wedding in India or locals on vacation in Vietnam, there was usually a person to be found enjoying a cold one.
Tonight we have our first sips of Beer Laos, the much famed national brew of the new country we have entered.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Africa Round Up

We have completed the Africa segment of our trip. 88 days and 9 countries. Countless memories and more stories than we will ever be able to tell. We have shared a small fraction of our experiences with this blog and have captured further sights with our pictures. Regardless, neither the blog or our pictures can holistically capture the experience we have had over the last three months. Words can't fully explain and most often cameras and pictures were not an acceptable thing with locals, so we will have the experiences in our mind to share with all of you when we meet again. We have put together the lists below as a summary of our experiences and we hope you enjoy!

Things We Learned
-Chad is an extremely hard name to pronounce for Africans, Colleen is rather easy (odd as there is an African country named Chad)
-Africans Love Enrique Eglesias (especially cab drivers), and Rihanna and Beyonce....a lot...other western pop music you will hardly hear but they love those three
-Rwandans in the capital of Kigali LOVE buffets
-If someone tells you to turn left you have a 50/50 chance of going the right direction (thank goodness for hand gestures)
-Che is idolized everywhere...he is currently pictured on a book cover in our hotel next to Martin Luther King and Nelson Mandela
-African oranges are green
-Muzungu is everyone's favorite word (means whitey, and people reminded us we were white every chance they got)
-Just because you pay for a plane ticket, have a confirmation and receipt doesn't mean you actually have a ticket
-Your chances of surviving a Tanzanian bus trip are pretty low, they drive over 90 MPH and the busses look like something out of the Mad Max movies
-You can barter any clothes item if you run out of money
-If you are hungry enough lemons can be eaten as a meal
-Don't take a good pair of sandals for granted
-When there are no other options, your body and mind are able to overcome unthinkable situations
-Never underestimate the value of human kindness from complete strangers
-Never have more than 1 beer in a local bar (trust us, we learned)
-Only eat in restaurants that are crowded....high turnover means less chance of getting sick
-Word of mouth is HUGE in the travel circle in Africa, learn from other's mistakes...and try not to make them again yourself
-There is always room for one more on a Mozambique bus if they have money
-African babies don't cry. Our hypothesis is that they are conditioned to not receiving what they want.
-You don't need much to be happy in life...pretty much we were reassured this every day we met people

Top Africa Lists
Favorite Sight: Soussevlei (Sand Dunes), Namibia
Best Sunset: Addo Elephant Park, South Africa
Favorite Food: Zanzibar
Friendliest People: Lesotho
Best Beach: Kendwa Beach, Zanzibar
Favorite Big City: Cape Town, South Africa
Favorite Small City: Rhodes, South Africa (Chad enjoyed the small town fly fishing crowd more than Colleen)
Least Favorite Town: Nampula, Mozambique
Best Beer Selection: Mozambique...actually found something besides light lager there
Worst Touts: Nhkata Bay, Malawi & Tanzanian Bus Stations
Place We Wish We Had More Time In: Uganda
Place We Could Have Spent Less Time In: Malawi (that darn ferry)
First On Our List for Our Next Visit: Ethiopia
Cheapest Room: $4.22, Colleen's birthday night
Longest Bus Journey: 17 hours (honorable mention to the 58 hour ferry which does not qualify)
Number of times Colleen ate beef byproducts: 1 (damn beef gluten in South African jelly beans)
Countries we were awaken by the morning call to prayer: 9, every one!
Most Expensive Country: Botswana at $121.32 per day, this number is slightly skewed as we were only there 2 days and had the rental car and expensive lodging
Least Expensive Country: Mozambique at $60.58 per day, days are cheap when you cant find much food!
Current Average Cost Per Trip Day: $79.22, well below our $100 a day budget which is a relief

Currently we are in Goa, India and enjoying every minute of our first country in a new continent. Internet is more prevalent here than in Africa and we will be in touch.

-Chad& Colleen

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Zanzibar - the True Beach Paradise

***In addition to this new post we also updated some older posts with additional pictures and uploaded numerous new albums with captions on our Picasa site: http://picasaweb.google.com/TheKuehls

Enjoy!
Chad & Colleen

Zanzibar, we made it. After 3 months in Africa we have arrived at our final destination. From Kigali we caught a bus to the border with Tanzania, then bargained for a shared taxi to take us another 3 hours into Tanzania to the town of Kahama, the nearest town with a bus connection to Dar. After a night in small town Kahama we caught an early morning bus to Dar, arriving 13 hours later.

Sounds easy right? It would have gone relatively smooth if it wasn't for the horrible case of food poisoning I caught in Kigali. We ate at a buffet....first and last of the trip...enough said. Not the wisest decision and I paid for it over the next 4 days and eventually had to take a course of antibiotics to get rid of it. Colleen food sickness: 2, Chad (stomach of steel!): 0. We stayed in Dar for 3 nights, mainly so I could recover, and to be honest, there isn't much to do or see in Dar. It is the biggest city in Tanzania (although it is not the capital) and there wasn't even a supermarket bigger than the corner mini mart. It was a good place to recover though, and from Dar it is very easy to catch a ferry to Zanzibar. I said it was easy to take the ferry, unfortunately it was not easy to buy tickets. Tanzania is filled with touts, more than any other country we have seen so far. We were constantly telling people "no, we don't need your help. No we don't want to buy anything No you cannot carry our baggage. No, no, no". It is exhausting and buying transportation tickets of any kind is an experience as the touters jockey for position in order to claim a commission on your purchase (even if they did not help you to begin with).

After 3 nights in Dar, and I fully recovered, we fought our way through the touts dockside and onto the Zanzibar Ferry. We paid a premium to get on the high speed morning ferry and 2 hours later we were exiting on the shores of Zanzibar (had to get our passports stamped and go through immigration although they are technically part of Tanzania)...weaving through more touts on our way to a taxi. We checked into a guesthouse in historical Stonetown, the main town on Zanzibar. Stonetown is beautiful, with narrow winding alleyways and streets, you can get lost for hours there. The population on Zanzibar is mainly Muslim and the women fully covered their bodies and heads with beautiful materials, something we had not encountered since the small rural towns of Jordan. We spent 2 nights in Stonetown enjoying the old world feel before catching a mini bus out to what Zanzibar is famous for, the beach. There are many beaches to choose from in Zanzibar and one was recommended to us by a few people so we headed that way. We traveled by local minibus which meant exiting on the side of a road and hiking several kilometers with our packs down a marked dirt road to the beach side backpackers. We had a confirmed reservation at a recommended resort but upon arriving found that they had lost the reservation and their quoted prices were now inconsistent with what our reservation stated. We took it as a sign and headed out. Given the temperature and our heavy packs, we checked in just down the road for one night and spent the remainder of the morning doing a round robin of the neighboring resorts finding the best one suited for us and made a reservation there for the remaining 3 nights.

We chose to end our tour of Africa in Zanzibar because of a deal we found on airplane flights back to Johannesburg. It turns out the island was the perfect place to unwind and reminisce about the past several months of travel and prepare for the road ahead of us in Asia. The weather is perfect, not too hot and not too cold (think those warm San Francisco days we get a handful of each summer) with a light refreshing shower each afternoon. The beaches had the whitest sand either of us had ever seen and the turquoise blue waters were somewhat hypnotic as we spent afternoons gazing out on the Indian Ocean and the islands offshore. The nights were spent touring the local beachside restaurants sampling multiple curries, pastas and seafood for Chad. One particular night we gathered at a local open air beach pub to watch the Champions League soccer final between Manchester United and Barcelona. We arrived early and as game time grew nearer the crowd drew larger and larger. The bar owner had installed a new projection TV that day and was casting the game on an oversized (10+ ft) screen hanging from the rafters. As the bar was open air the crowd grew outside and it was a site to behold. There was a large group of Masai (the native people of Tanzania) decorated in their elaborate historical dress, in addition to locals ranging in age from the very young to adults, and of course the local touts and beachboys. It was a site to remember watching them sitting motionless and memorized on the beach in anticipation of the match. We did a bit of snorkeling on the last day on one of the many offshore islands and finished the night off with a glass of wine on the beach watching the sunset. Zanzibar is amazing.

We are in transit for the next few days, heading first to Johannesburg, then to Hong Kong before finally arriving in India. The flights will be long but after many hours on buses in Africa we are looking forward to the relative comfort of a plane.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Rwanda

When we first decided to go to Rwanda we hadn't done much research as to what to expect. All either of us knew about it was the 1994 genocide between the Hutu and the Tutsi. What would the country be like now? Would the people be full of hope or would signs of tragedy still be everywhere? After a 9 hour bus ride down from Kampala and a somewhat long border crossing where they dug through people’s luggage for plastic bags(they aren't allowed in the country and must be confiscated at the border), we arrived into the capital city of Kigali at dusk.

Rwanda is a breathtakingly beautiful country covered by lush vegetation, hills and volcanoes. There are over 8 million people in a very small country and every inch of land and hillside is cultivated, making it look somewhat like Nepal. Kigali city center sits on top of a hill, with magnificent views over the outlying areas. We caught a moto-taxi to a couple different guest houses before deciding on one in the city center, we think we were their only guests.

The next morning we headed out to explore the city. Our first priority was to visit the Kigali Genocide Memorial Center situated on the outskirts of town. Again we were not sure what to expect...would it be similar to the WWII death camp memorials or the killing fields of Cambodia? Our nervousness and uneasiness was somewhat calmed as we arrived at the site and found it to be a serene white building surrounded by a garden and a simple fountain. Nerves calmed, we passed through security (Chad felt kind of dumb as he had brought his pocket knife on him) and entered the building. Immediately we were greeted by memorial representatives speaking in a very low tone with almost no expression on their face. We knew this was a sensitive and sacred site and the actions of the workers further emphasized these thoughts.

The first section of the museum covered the history of Rwanda and the events leading up to the genocide; the Belgian colonization and the subsequent socioeconomic (not ethnic) classification of all citizens into the Hutu or Tutsi class (initially based off of how many cows one owned) and the eventual build up of tension and colonial favoritism of first the minority Tutsi then the majority Hutu. Belgium slowly lost grip and Rwanda gained independence in the 1960s. The tension flowed over into the new country in subsequent years leading to the eventual genocide of the Tutsi in 1994.

The second and most disturbing and emotional section of the museum dealt with the genocide itself. Following the gunning down of a plane carrying the plane of the Rwanda and Burundi presidents, road blocks we set up within hours and the genocide was set into motion. No one knows who exactly shot down the plane, many thing it was the presidents own people in order to set off the genocide. The aftermath that followed was so swift and sickly efficient that no one can claim that it was not premeditated and well thought out. Tutsi were slaughtered. At road intersections, schools, churches and in their own homes. They were thrown in latrines and septic tanks and stoned to death. The actions were carried out by a branch of the Rwanda military, neighbors, friends and children. The killers did not differentiate between men, women, children or infants. The chosen mode of death seemed to be the machete to the head or by stoning. This section of the museum was particularly difficult with still pictures and videos depicting the events. When it was all over, over 1 million people were dead in 100 days. It was difficult to imagine 10,000 people being murdered by their own every day for 100 days. We were left dead minded.

The final section of the memorial covered a history of genocides in other parts of the world. As we excited the building we entered the gardens which were homes to mass graves of over 250,000 people who lost their lives during the genocide.

Our time in Rwanda was moving and weighed heavily on our minds. Visible signs of the genocide still exist today, 15 years later. Walking around town we saw multiple people missing limbs and in wheelchairs. Construction and modernization around the city and country is booming though, and the people are filled with hope and optimism and are focused on the future. Our stay was short in Rwanda, only 3 days but it’s impact will stay with us forever.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Pearl of Africa

Churchill coined Uganda the 'Pearl of Africa'. The small, somewhat circular shaped country is nestled nicely between Kenya, Sudan, Democratic Republic of Congo, Rwanda, Tanzania and Lake Victoria. The country is home to the highest mountain range in Africa, contains the source of the great Nile River and is home to the highest concentration of primates in the world. Essentially it is Africa condensed.

Our time in Uganda is short. Upon receiving an unexpected multiple entry visa into Tanzania we then had the opportunity for some side trips into neighboring countries. We decided to sidetrack into both Uganda and Rwanda by bus via Kenya. Both countries were mysterious to us and the lure of the unknown definitely swayed our decision. Prior to making our decision we did some research and talked to a couple other travelers and discovered that there was actually a lightly treaded 'backpackers' route through the two countries. We also found that both countries were actually extremely safe today following much violence and hardship the past couple decades.

We left Arusha, Tanzania (still never saw Mt Kilimanjaro completely through the clouds) on an afternoon bus. Our 20 hour overnight bus ride had a midnight connection in Nairobi, Kenya and then arrived in the Ugandan Capital of Kampala the following day. The bus ride was relatively comfortable and en route we were treated to a bridge crossing over the Nile River at its source, Lake Victoria. It was pretty amazing to imagine the thousands of miles northward the river winds before eventually empting into the Mediterranean. We arrived in Kampala around noon time and hopped on the back of two motorcycles who taxied us to our backpackers lodging on the edge of town. We decided to spend our first night outside of the town center while we oriented ourselves and did some homework on what we would be seeing and how we would be traveling over the next week.

Following a good nights sleep and some conversation over beers with other travelers we headed into the chaotic city center of Kampala. Kampala is a city of 1.2 million that is known for its crowded streets active nightlife. After exiting our taxi and trudging through the crowded streets we were able to find a centrally located hotel. From there we spent the next 3 days exploring the capital city. Since the war, unrest and strife that plagued the country in the 70s and 80s, Uganda has been on the rebound and is quite impressive. Kampala itself sports multiple universities in addition to primary and secondary schools (more than we have seen anywhere in Africa) as well as supermarkets, banks and many street side cafes. The streets are chaotic but remain safe and we wandered around freely discovering new sites as we went.

On our third day we took a side trip an hour outside of the city to the Uganda Wildlife Education Center. The center is a wildlife refuge for animals that have been recovered from poachers and traffickers. We were able to view native chimpanzees for the first time which was a huge treat and Colleen was able to get her animal fix.

From here we head south on a day long journey to Rwanda and the capital city of Kigali. Again, we are not sure what to expect but know most of our time there will be focused on memorials and sites relating to the 1994 genocide. Rwanda today extremely safe but there is the uneasiness that comes with visiting an area that experienced so much pain and emotion so recently.
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