"S1" desktop Solar Light |
As a bit of
background, Solar Aid has targeted getting 360,000 solar-lights into the hands
of Tanzanians, the majority being school-children throughout the country. The
most common of these is the S1 Solar Light, and is sold for a subsidised price of 10,000 Shillings (around £4).
What I can assure
you is that demand for the product is phenomenal. One of the biggest problems facing
Solar Aid is ensuring they can simply get enough stock out to the team in the
field. Keeping in mind that Tanzanian Infrastructure is still developing, the
logistics of sending thousands of lights up from Dar es Salaam can be
challenging. Oh the perils of such a popular product!
With the Sales Team in Moshi. About to go for a well-earned meal after a week selling 6,000 solar lights |
I’ve had a brilliant week with the team here and I managed to get involved in the
sales processes themselves, giving me ample opportunity to practise my
Kiswahilli with the locals. I’m still finding the language much easier to read
or write, than speak or listen beyond very simple vocabulary, but I guess
that’s just the way it is for a beginner! My aim is to become intermediate /
conversational by the end of the year.
Liisa, never one
to be put off by a ten hour bus journeys, has joined me in Moshi – one of the
benefits of translating only requiring email, making her flexible for such
trips!
Trading off English lessons for Kiswahili ones |
We’ve stayed in a couple of towns in the region, and in some, where Westeners are certainly more of a rarity, we do get “Mzungu-ed” a lot (© Liisa Peltonen) i.e. when you walk by you can hear people talking about the “Mzungu”, or simply shouting out “Mzungu!”. Other times it’s children saying “Good Morning” (or my personal favourite “Good Morning Class”) Also, the fact it’s four in the afternoon doesn’t seem to matter!
Where we’ve been
staying in Moshi, we’ve been lucky enough to wake up and be greeted to a breath-taking
view of Mount Kilimanjaro. I start to consider climbing it again, although I’ve still not forgotten last time when at
the top I swore “Too tiring -
never again!”