On a long trip it is always tough to know what to bring to read. On a friend’s advice I had brought Thomas Merton’s , The Way of Chuag Tzu, a collection of short essays and poems by the Chinese philosopher. Opening the book is kind of like doing the I Ching; it gives you a sense of what might be coming up.
In our case, we were about half way between Dar es Salaam, the coastal and the biggest city of Tanzania on our way from Njombe in the mountains. The bus had broken down and we had a flight to catch the next day. If they could not fix the bus, we would miss the flight and our whole itinerary would fall apart. I had just read an essay that pointed out that you should not go to a deep well with a short rope. I was glad that I had read it at the time, but it seemed to me in this moment, that is exactly what I had done. Tanzania is a very deep well, and my rope looked to be embarrassingly short.
All the passengers but us had left the bus. The metal housing over the engine had been pulled back and two mechanics had arrived with wrenches. The driver was talking with them in Swahili. He seemed calm. They seemed calm. One of them cranked a nut off a fuel line and oil spurted out. He tightened it off. Then another. And another. The other passengers had now disappeared altogether. It was hot and the thought of the flight was rachetting things up a degree or so. I was making complex calculations about our chances. And then it all passed. The cover was back on and the driver was beeping the horn to summon the passengers back and away we went. But in the space between those moments when I looked at my options, they were few indeed. Those safeguards we usually have, the credit card escape routes were not available here. There were no cars to rent. No cabs. But what exists here instead is raw resourcefulness.
Dar es Salaam is one of the world’s oldest trading seaports but Tanzania is one of Africa's newest countries, a hopeful and emergent democracy. It reminds me a bit of Costa Rica before its tourist boom.
As in all the emerging democracies that we have visited the race is on between the desire for freedoms and the pressures to meet basic needs. If I had come here with a short rope, it was miles long compared to the average person in this country. The life expectancy is under 50. The per capita income is about $350. A litre of fuel costs over $1.50. When you get into a taxi, usually the first stop is for fuel. Drivers cannot afford to drive around with a full tank; even a half-full tank.
What would really change things here is a very long rope, a life line that reaches from those who have plenty to those who have nothing. And what would really change things here would be giving Tanzanian’s access to our own ingenuity to help them build schools and a health care system, to grow their businesses and to protect their natural heritage.
Tanzanians. Thank you for your kindness during our visit. Our thoughts and our best wishes are with you. We will return.