Delhi One -To – One

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01A delegation from Zambia recently traveled to New Delhi, India to the Progress, Harmony and Development Chambers of Commerce and Industry (PHDCCI) Invest-Meet forum which was followed up with a series of one-to-one meetings. Also at the meeting were delegations from Namibia, Tanzania, Zimbabwe, South Africa, Nigeria Kenya Algeria and Uganda.

Speakers from Indian Oil Company, Bank of Baroda, Exim Bank and other notable organisations presented options for Indian investors to African countries as well as highlighted areas where India is looking for investment.  This was followed by the leaders of African delegations marketing their countries.

Most African delegates received more than thirty requests for meetings so were kept very busy during the one-to-one session, during which individual interests were identified and discussed. Strategies and pricing structures were agreed upon, and post visit commitments were made. The response was so overwhelming that not all one-to-one sessions could be managed in the allotted morning.  The afternoon session was dedicated to factory visits arranged by the PHDCCI but again, it was not possible to visit the many factories that were on the programme.

The India-Africa Invest-Meet should produce some useful results in the manufacturing sector, where we should see new relationships develop between the African business community and the Indian resource pool which will lead to economic growth of our industries, job creation, skills development, and the ultimate empowerment of Zambians.

The Zambian experience in New Delhi coupled with support from the relevant government departments and financial sectors in Zambia should culminate into a first step towards steering the country in the direction of sustained economic growth and human resource development. The opportunities have been laid on the table, and it is now time to talk business.

For further information, contact Yusuf Dodia at YusufD@action.co.zm

 

By Yusuf Dodia

The Other Side Of Delhi

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01New Delhi, the capital of India, can best be described as a city of organised chaos. A visitor to this huge metropolis of between ten and fifteen million people can only marvel at the never-ending energy of the people which is reflected by the traffic that starts at 5 am and continues through to midnight everyday. Each morning, the streets are invaded by cars, buses, auto three-wheeler rickshaws, man pulled two-wheeler rickshaws, scooters, horse carts, pedestrians and a multitude of cows. Each person and animal is busy trying to reach their destination as quietly as possible and each uses the shortest route that can be found. Every available space on the street is occupied and there is a constant orchestra of hooters, horns and bells. To the uninitiated, traveling on the roads of New Delhi is a frightening experience. But my personal assessment is that the one rule everybody follows is “Move along and do not cause accidents”. The streets of Delhi have their fair share of beggars, street-kids and street families, but they are not as invasive as most – if you say ‘no’, they don’t persist, but move away to the next person.

My interest was in the area around the New Delhi Railway Station, a vibrant world called Pahar Ganj. The people of this area trade on the streets and carry out their various businesses right up to midnight. There are hotels, restaurants, shops of all descriptions, wedding parlours complete with band and costumes, internet cafes, fruit-shops and all modes of public transport to cater for the huge number of people that visit this part of New Delhi. One major aspect is that a reasonable hotel room sells for US$ 20 a night compared to the five star option of US$ 250 upwards in the quieter part of the city. For me, Pahar Ganj reflected the “Real Delhi”.

Any visitor to New Delhi will note a constant cloud or mist of mild smoke which covers the city as a result of the huge amount of traffic. This causes one to develop a slight flu and a sore throat. I had to consume many lozenges to stay comfortable in the city.

The residents of New Delhi, called the ‘Delhiates’, take the phrase…”No Problem” to new heights. They will always try to find a solution to your problems.

The most striking thing about New Delhi, and possibly India in general, is that all forms of life are accommodated. It is not unusual to see cows in the middle of the streets, elephants plodding along the roads, camels and horses pulling carts, dogs cris-crossing the roads, invalids hobbling this way and that and nobody is hassled by this. I think this phenomenon is a reflection of the tolerance, co-existence and harmony which makes New Delhi special.

A short discussion with a senior citizen in New Delhi highlighted the energy in the people of this capital city. He suggested that the traffic police just pretend to control the traffic because everybody in the streets just goes about their business anyway. He also summed up that the life of a Delhiate revolves around three words – Hurry, Curry and Worry.

 

By Yusuf Dodia

Restaurant Review

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

Eating OutSt Elmo’s

With thirteen children for my daughter’s birthday sleepover, we decided that lunch at St Elmo’s, the new pizza joint in Kabulonga would be a good idea – the kids would enjoy it, and we could relax until their respective parents picked them up at 3 pm.

We hadn’t booked a table, which was not a problem as only four or five of the tables were occupied. They quickly set about rearranging the tables to accommodate us whilst we waited on the benches outside and chatted with one of the mothers who was joining us for lunch. Then I realised that I should have asked them to arrange a separate table for the adults, in the smoking section of the restaurant. Sorry, there is no smoking in the restaurant, but we can accommodate you at the tables outside the restaurant, where you will be able to smoke. This seemed fine.

Having been out in the sun all morning, we all needed an ice cold drink – a beer for my husband and friend and a soft drink for me, but no, we don’t serve alcohol.  In a country where a large proportion of the population like to partake of a bit of beer on a daily basis and where there is still a significant number of smokers, there will be many who will not patronise this establishment.

Restaurant Review

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

Eating OutVoodoo Lounge

With Christmas just around the corner, it was time to make arrangements for a Christmas lunch for the Lowdown Bunch and for one of the ladies from Businet, downstairs (Paul was too miserable to give both of them time off!). Always hardworking, we agreed that this should be at one of the new restaurants that have opened, so that a review could be done at the same time. Voodoo Lounge was our choice.

Because of appointments that had been made for the afternoon, we agreed that we would meet at noon so that we could be back in the office by two or shortly thereafter. Claire was the first to arrive and she had to hang around in the well-stocked bar until the rest of us got there.

It was a fairly chilly day, so we chose a table away from the wind blowing through the door, which, in retrospect turned out to be the wrong table, because it was also the one adjacent to the traffic route from the kitchen to where the cutlery is kept.

First business was to order something to drink, soft drinks all round which arrived promptly and were well chilled. Then, down to the business of deciding what to eat. Beautifully designed and printed menus were distributed, but all the prices had been written in my hand, either directly onto the menu or on tatty little stickers which in some cases partially covered the description of the dish.  We sympathize fully with the need to increase prices, especially with the way the Kwacha is sliding just now, but a separate piece of paper with the prices would have been perfectly acceptable.

Having decided that we would all have a starter, the choice was easy – two Seafood Cocktail a la voodoo and two Jungle Palava Mushrooms. The Jungle Palava is fried, crumbed mushrooms served on a vegetable omelet and was not only tasty, but also filling. The Seafood Cocktail was made from a few very tiny shrimps, some calamari and artificial crabsticks. Unfortunately, the calamari had been overcooked, so was rubbery and the crabsticks were still in large chunks, but the flavour was as good as I have had anywhere else.

Selecting the main course was not as easy, because of the large selection of dishes which all sounded delicious. As we were trying to decide, Dina, the owner, arrived and she explained that the food is mostly cooked in the Lebanese way, in a coconut batter. After some discussion, we decided to order one meza, a Voodoo Seafood Platter and a Pharaoh’s Delight. For the meza, we selected six items from a list of eighteen. Our choice was Kibbi balls, grilled halloumi cheese, olives, chicken wings in a peanut based sauce, calamari rings and mini meat kebabs. In accordance with the menu, these would be served with a basket of ‘fresh vegetation’ and a selection of pickles. The seafood platter was to consist of prawns, calamari, fish fillet pieces, mussels and smoked salmon, or at least that is what four of us heard, and it was because of the smoked salmon that we decided to order this platter. We were also assured that a full portion seafood platter was sufficient for two people and would be served with a selection of French fries, fried plantains, sweet potatoes, sweet saffron rice and vegetables of the day. The Pharaoh’s Delight was two skewers of kafta (parsley and minced lamb) and two skewers of lamb kebabs served with a minty-cucumber and yogurt sauce. An additional sauce, Voodoo Shashilik sauce was ordered.

This order created confusion – did we want it all at one time? Yes please, as we shall all share the different dishes. This was too difficult, the meza and kebabs arrived and after some delay, the seafood platter.

The first disappointment was the halloumi cheese. Rather than grilled, the four small pieces had been cooked in what appeared to be breadcrumbs, but could well have been coconut. If it was coconut, the flavour was not apparent. The cheese inside was soft and not our idea of halloumi at all. The four Kibbi balls (we decided that kibbis are probably very rare and that would therefore account for the price of K18,000) were tasty, as were the kebabs. Again, the calamari had been overcooked and was tough. Through some mix up in the kitchen, we never did receive the chicken wings, although they did appear on the bill when it was presented to us. The fresh vegetation was just that – enormous pieces of lettuce and carrots with some cherry tomatoes. The pickles consisted of a few gherkins and some achar-type pickle, which certainly had a bite to it. At a total cost of K 69,000, we did not think that we were getting value for money.

The lamb kebabs in the Pharaoh’s Delight were the same as the kebabs we had ordered with the meza and were tasty. The kafta were very nondescript. The Shashilik sauce looked and tasted very much like the chilli sauce made by one of our local producers, but did look very pretty with the piece of mint stuck into it. We again questioned whether we were getting value for money for this dish at K 36,000 including the sauce.

Finally the seafood platter arrived, and this was the biggest disappointment. At K 70,000, and when one has been told that it is sufficient for two people, one does expect something larger than an ordinary rectangular shaped dinner plate with the seafood laid out in a single layer. Again the calamari was rubbery and when we asked about the salmon were told that it was steak salmon, not smoked salmon. This could well have been a slip of the tongue, but even then, none of the pieces of fish on that platter was salmon. Sweet potatoes were not served as they were concerned about the quality of what they had, which was acceptable and the plantains (or bananas) were cooked in a batter again, probably coconut, but again the flavour was not apparent.

Somewhere in the middle of the meal, another round of drinks was called for, and this time, we were served ginger ale out of tins which still carried the Shoprite price tag of K1,200. The price on our bill was K 2,500, a mark up of more than one hundred percent.

Since Christmas only comes around once a year, we decided that we should partake of dessert. Desserts are not included on the menu, but the waitress did tell us what was available, although we were confused at what exactly banana grape was. It subsequently turned out to be banana crepe. We finally agreed on two Lebanese chocolate ice creams which were more like a chocolate mousse that had icicles in the centre and a pastry which had cream cheese in the centre, which was extremely tasty.

To round it off, a cappuccino was just what was needed, except that the first one could well have been hot chocolate. After the first sip, it was spirited away and the second cup tasted a lot more like cappuccino.

A lot more training, mostly in English language, needs to be given to the waiters and servers, so that they can understand what the clientele requires and so that the clientele can understand what it is they are saying. With a total bill of K 309,000 for four people, with only soft drinks, we did not feel we got value for money, but at the same time, every dish was delicious and full of flavour.

Mazabuka News

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01A Sweet Year For Zambia Sugar

The sweetest place in the whole of Zambia was sweeter still when it was announced towards the end of November that a new all time record of over two hundred and nine thousand tonnes of sugar had been produced by Zambia Sugar.

.”We have two hundred and nine thousand, two hundred and seventy reasons to be happy this year” said MD Tim Lodge at a function organised to celebrate the record crop this year, He went on: “We haven’t just overtaken the previous sugar production record, we’ve smashed it! There is no one person who achieved this fantastic feat – it was all of us working together. Tim went on to say that Zambia Sugar has been consistently one of the top performers in the region, – which includes S.A., Swaziland, Zimbabwe and Malawi – in terms of percentage sugar in cane, and sugar yields per hectare. “We now have to concentrate all our efforts on paying off debts and continually reducing costs so that we can become the lowest cost producer in the region, ahead of our biggest competitors, Malawi and Zimbabwe. And then we have the COMESA Free Trade Area to worry about…. In other words, ” Tim pointed out, “This crop is still only the beginning of what we have to do! “

Waterfalls Of The North

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01There are several booklets about the many waterfalls in Zambia as well as a diary written and illustrated by well-known Zambian artist,  Quentin Allen. Here is a small report on another waterfall tour in Zambia’s Northern and Luapula provinces.

Travelling from Lusaka, the first falls you could visit, after turning right at the signpost shortly after Serenje, are the Kundalila Falls. Just follow the noise of water from the Kaombe River thundering down and you will see the falls. For a proper walk, follow the path down to the foot of the falls and have a swim. You could either  picnic, or camp overnight. (The signpost is not very clear on that.) You may be lucky and meet the caretaker. Do bring all your own food and camping gear.

 

 

The second falls on your trip, could be the Lumangwe Falls also called ‘small Victoria Falls’. From Kundalila Falls, drive back to the Mansa turn off and go north. Kasanka Park is worthwhile visiting, but since there are no waterfalls, we didn’t stop off there. After entering Luapula Province and crossing the Tuta Bridge, you are likely to meet plenty of goats. If you hit one (which is fairly unlikely as goats seem to have very good road sense), I wouldn’t wait for the locals to invite you for a barbecue, although the people are very friendly. For a beautiful view over Lake Bangweulu, take the turn off to Samfya and tour along the beach. Must have been something in the old days…. For accommodation, there is a guesthouse

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Back on the road to Mansa, there is another turn off to Lubwe. A dirt road will lead you to an old Catholic mission, where there is a hospital with probably the most healing view in Zambia. If you have a boat it would be great to spend a day on the lake. There is no accommodation available, as far as I know.

Further on, you will cross the Kalungwishi River by pontoon although a bridge is being built. The Lumangwe Falls are signposted and another signpost mentions a guesthouse.  You will probably have these falls all to yourself except for a few baboons. Enjoy camping along the river. There is a caretaker whom you may possibly meet up with. When we were there, a dead tree was hanging over the edge, giving an excellent view.

 

Off to Mporokoso and the Chishimba Falls, 35 kilometres before Kasama, but further up north there are other good spots to visit: Kasaba Bay, Kalambo Falls and Mbala with its Moto Moto Museum.  The dirt road from Mporokoso to Kasama is easy to drive in the dry season, but looking at the tracks it is advisable to use a four wheel drive vehicle in the rainy season. Walk around the falls and you will find plenty of scenic spots. Here you definitely will find the caretaker, but you should ask him to show you the proper paper with fees for local or international guests. Back on the road again, head to Kasama and fill up your tank and picnic boxes. The Kasama to Mpika road is being worked on, which will save you some time and plenty of headaches. Head to Mpika, but take a detour to spend the night in one of the chalets or at the campsite at Kapishya Hotsprings (kapishya@zamnet.zm). Yes, there is a waterfall there as well. After reading Africa House,  of course you want to see Shiwa house for real. Still on your way back to the Great North Road, buy cheese, yoghurt, crafts and greeting cards at Mpandala. Then at the end of the dirt road, turn right to Mpika.

 

From Mpika to Lusaka it will take you about seven and a half hours of easy driving after the roadworks. If you want to have another overnight stop, there is the Sweetwater Guesthouse or Forest Inn. Or you could have saved Kundalila Falls until last.

 

Having seen and enjoyed the beauty of  these waterfalls in unspoiled, remote areas, I think it is necessary to remind you to take all your litter with you or burn it.

By Pauline Borsboom

 

Book Review

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01Bill Bryson, Extraordinary Author

 

Born and brought up in America, Bryson moved to England in his late twenties and lived in North Yorkshire with his English wife and four children, before returning to America after nearly two decades. His reason for this decision was to give his wife a chance to shop until 10 pm, seven nights a week and, more importantly, because he had read that 3.7 million Americans believe they had been abducted by aliens at one time or another, and it was thus clear to him that his people needed him.

 

Book_Review_Notes_from_a_Small_IslandNotes From A Small Island was written after he had taken one last trip around Britain before his return to America. His aim was to take stock of the nation’s public and private face and to analyse what precisely it was he loved so much about a country that had produced Marmite, place names like Titsey and Shellow Bowells and people who said ‘Mustn’t grumble’ and why British Rail put the destination of the train on the front of the train. The book tells of his encounters with eccentric landladies and his amusing encounters with Britons on public transport, in railway and bus stations and in pubs. Having read Notes From A Small Island, a laugh-out-load type of book, I was hooked.

 

Neither Here Nor There chronicles his travels through Europe, either on earlier trips, one with a high-school acquaintance, Stephen Katz, which he freely admits was a serious mistake or on a later one, where his next destination was decided impulsively. As he takes in the different sights of the continent, he examines the culture and illustrates each different nation with his loudly amusing mordant observations of their foibles.  The French, for instance, how they stand in an orderly queue for the bus to arrive, but when it does, ‘the line instantly disintegrates into something like a fire drill at a lunatic asylum’. And the drivers who would, in normal circumstances ‘be given injections of thorazine from syringes the size of bicycle pumps and confined to their beds’. In Germany, he is flummoxed by the ominous names of the food – Schweinensnout mit Spittle und Grit, Ramsintestines und Oder Grosser Stuff – and suggests that the Germans should have been required, in the armistice treaty, to lay down their accordions along with their arms.   On the parking in Rome, he was convinced that he had just missed a parking competition for blind people. In Hammerfest, he was exposed to a ferocious wind on the headland and discovered that by holding out his arms, he could sail along on the flats of his feet, propelled entirely by the wind, a pastime which he dubbed Irish windsurfing.

 

The Lost Continent, about his travels in small town America, was his first travel book. Setting off from his hometown of Des Moines, (‘I come from Des Moines. Somebody had to’), he drove almost fourteen thousand miles in search of a mythical small town called Amalgam, the kind of village where the films of his youth were set. Instead he got a series of burgs which he renamed Smellville, Coleslaw, Dead Squaw, Coma or Doldrum. He bemoans the changes to the towns, where in the past, on reaching the outskirts of a town, you would find a gas station and an ice-cream bar and maybe a motel. Now, every town has a ‘mile or more’ of fast food places, motor inns, discount cities and shopping malls. In one of the many franchise pizza places, he told a waitress who was rushing him for his order that he had just been released from prison for murdering a waitress who had been doing just that. This had the required effect of allowing him to decide at leisure. Not only is this book amusing, but it is also censures the American way of life.

 

Book_Review_Neither_Here_Nor_ThereIn A Walk In The Woods, he teams up (at least for part of the way) with his old acquaintance Stephen Katz, of Neither Here Not There fame, to hike along the 2,118 mile Appalachian Trail. Along the route, they met up with other hikers and from time to time, the Trail would come within a short distance of a town, when they would take time out to do some laundry and stock up on supplies for the next leg of their journey. Not as amusing as his other books, A Walk In The Woods is compelling reading and brings to the fore the pressure that certain sections of the Trail are under from the spread of civilisation.

 

I haven’t quite finished reading Made in America yet, in which Bryson moves away from small town America and explains how Hollywood became Hollywood; how Henry James complained about the ‘helpless slobber of disconnected vowel noises’ that characterised American speech; and many foreign words found their way into American English. These include words such as poppycock and dunderhead from the Dutch, smithereens and hooligan from the Irish and kindergarten and shyster from the German. According to Made in America, the reason why they travel on the right hand side of the road, it because of wagons, manufactured in a town called Canestoga, where the brakes and running boards were placed on the left, thus compelling drivers to sit on the left. I have still to cover the chapters that deal with eating, shopping, advertising, the movies, sports, politics and the space age, but if the first ten chapters are anything to go by, the rest of the book will be equally amusing and a compelling read.

 

The other book which I am still reading (yes, I have this habit of reading three or four books at a time – one in the sitting room, one in the bedroom and one in the toilet) is The Mother Tongue. This is a tribute to the English language which was ‘treated for centuries as the inadequate and second-rate tongue of peasants’, but which has now become the undisputed global language. It explains how words from more than fifty languages were absorbed, in one form or another, into the English language and how English words were absorbed into other languages  – either in error (button-hole which was once buttonhold); or by adoption (boondocks from the Philippines or ketchup from China). There are also borrowed words, such as al fresco, except to the Italians this signifies being in prison and words in the English language which, perhaps, deserve to be better known, such as arachibutyrophobia which is a morbid fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth or a myoclonic jerk, which is the sudden sensation of falling just when you are dropping off to sleep. Pronunciation is covered, and includes anecdotes like the Chinese fellow who when things went wrong would mutter ‘bruddy hairo’ which Bryson took to be a Cantonese invective and only months later realised that he was saying ‘bloody hell’. Spelling and the attempts to simplify and regularise it, which were largely unsuccessful, despite George Bernard Shaw leaving the bulk of his estate to promote spelling reform. The dangers of interpretation into or from other languages are also explained, such as an airline advertisement translated into Spanish which told prospective passengers that they could fly without clothes on (en cueros) rather than enjoy sitting in leather (en cuero) seats. And then there is America’s Jimmy Carter who during a trip to Poland told them that he had ‘abandoned’ America that day rather than leaving it.  The origin of languages are examined, including pidgins which are rudimentary languages formed when people from diverse backgrounds are thrown together by circumstances, essentially makeshift tongues which seldom last long. Pidgins are different to creole, which devolve from pidgins although they appear to be primitive and even comical (‘wesmata’ for ‘what’s the matter?’).  Two African creole languages are Swahili and Afrikaans (see page 45 for an explanation of some of today’s Afrikaans expressions).  The origins of names are explained and also different types of word games such as crosswords, palindromes (Sex at noon taxes) and anagrams (see page 54 in this issue). Mother Tongue is another book, full of anecdotes and with not a single dull paragraph.

 

Sitting in my bookshelf and waiting to be read is Notes From A Big Country, which is a collection of short essays in which he takes a swipe at American culture and finds amusement in the mundane. Bryson’s latest book to be published is Down Under and whilst I was writing this article, I received a phone call from the Book Cellar to say that the copy that I had ordered had now arrived, so tomorrow I shall drop by to collect it, knowing that I will be able to enjoy this coming weekend by relaxing with a good, amusing, easy-to-read book.

 

Time To Get Off Your …..

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01Anyone planning to travel in ‘cattle’ class on an inter-continental flight anticipates, with dread, the discomfort as a result of the cramped legroom on modern aircraft, just as I did on a recent trip to Washington, where the cheapest way of getting there was to route via Johannesburg and Paris.

On the Johannesburg – Paris – Washington flights and on the Paris – Johannesburg flight, the aircraft was one of Air France’s recently refurbished Airbus aircraft (I can’t remember which model). The flight from Washington to Paris was one of the older Airbus’ and what was apparent from the very beginning was that there was slightly more legroom on the refurbished aircraft.

On my return trip, I had less than thirty-five minutes from the time we landed to change for the South African Airways flight from Johannesburg to Lusaka. Second from last to board the bus from the terminal to the aircraft, I was a little concerned to see that we would be flying on one of SAA’s older Boeing 737’s.  But, I figured, despite the age, the maintenance of the aircraft would be carried out regularly and in accordance with regulations, so I boarded happily and took my seat. Having just endured a ten-hour flight, I was delighted to find that the legroom was at least fifty percent more than that on the Air France flights.

By this time, I had been traveling for thirty hours, but before I dropped off to sleep, I did question why a 737, which is a shorthaul aircraft, would have more legroom than an aircraft on a longhaul route. I decided it was undoubtedly to do with the age of the aircraft.

About a month later, I found an article in a Time magazine, explaining that legroom, or the lack of it, could have greater implications than the discomfort that passengers have to endure – it could possibly be fatal. Three passengers are suspected to have succumbed recently to what some writers are calling ‘the economy-class syndrome’, complications from sitting too long in cramped airline seats.   Recently, an apparently healthy woman in her twenty’s took a twenty-hour flight and collapsed and died ten minutes after arrival from a deep venous thrombosis (DVT), that lodged in one of her lungs.

Whilst some airlines dispute the links between cramped seats and DVT, doctors generally agree that some people are at greater risk than others when they sit for long periods of time, be it in the air or on the ground. Those who have reason to be concerned are those with a history of stroke or heart conditions, those older than sixty-five, anyone with raised estrogen levels and those with circulatory disorders that make blood more susceptible to clotting. This doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t fly – you should just take more care.

Anyone travelling long distances should ensure that they don’t remain seated for the entire flight, get up occasionally and walk up and down the length of the aircraft or do some toe raises (lift yourself up on your toes for a few seconds, relax and then do it again). Forty to fifty toe raises are enough to generate leg-muscle contractions that will pump blood up your veins thus preventing it from pooling and possibly causing a clot.

Other precautions are to drink adequate quantities of nonalcoholic fluids before and during the flight (this also helps to lessen jetlag) and always be on the alert for pain or swelling in your legs.

According to an article by the African Medical and Research Foundation in Msafiri, the Kenya Airways Inflight magazine, other not-so-serious conditions that should be considered when flying, especially on long distance flights are diabetes, epilepsy and asthma

Over the years, I have flown on a fair number of different airlines on a number of different routes, and it seems that on all inter-continental flights, the problem is always the same, not enough legroom. Yet every year, we read of the same airlines making profits of millions of Dollars. According to the 1999 annual report of one of the larger European airlines, they realised a pre-tax profit of $ 360 million (down from $ 928 million and $ 1,024 million in the previous two years). In all three years, the average passenger load factor did not exceed 78%. Thus, by reducing the number of rows of seats by ten percent, passengers in cattle class could gain up to ten centimetres more legroom and it wouldn’t make a significant difference to the bottom line profit. Perhaps now is the time for longhaul airlines to start giving a little more thought to the comfort of their passengers.

Those Dreaded Functions

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01Have you ever tried to throw that perfect party to mark a memorable occasion? Like your child’s first birthday, or your parents’ surprise 50th anniversary? Or perhaps even your own wedding, or a business function. These can be complicated enough to plan, but what more if you want to do something a little different or creative -especially in Zambia.

Wouldn’t it be nice to call one number, and get confetti, speciality gifts, or that solo cellist!  Well, now there is a place in Lusaka that can organise any function and find you anything you need.

Functionize is a company started by Njavwa Sanderson. She is an innovative and creative young woman, formally trained as a jewellery designer and manufacturer. We say “formally”, because aside from her diploma in business management, she has been organising functions- and even emceeing and DJ-ing – since 1987, and throughout her 10- year stay in the USA. This has given her plenty of opportunity to learn what it takes to throw a successful function.

Her personal skills include art, flower arranging, interior decorating and landscaping. She feels though that her major assets are the ability to communicate with people and interpret their needs and requirements, to organise, to work well under pressure and, most of all, to rise to a challenge.

It seems as though we now have the answer a lot of us have been looking for. A single telephone call and not will you be able to find what you’re looking for to make that special event memorable, but you will also have someone to plan the whole function for you.  Call on Functionize, and leave the headaches to them!


Readers Have Their Say

Written By: The Lowdown - Jan• 31•01

cover2001-01My husband and myself wanted to visit Manda Hill to do some Christmas shopping and decided to try the Pearl Haven Inn for our two night stop over.

On arrival we filled in the usual forms, was shown to the deluxe room which wasn’t too bad, apart from the door which left old scars of a gemi. We went to look around Manda Hill which left us agape, nothing like this in little Chingola, arrived back at the Inn around 5 pm, quick shave, shave shampoo job and off to the pool bar for some refreshment, the drive from Chingola and the excitement of Game told our stomachs food. The waitress very kindly told us dinner started at 6 pm, great by 7.30 pm we were given the menu, we ordered the best on the house, (Cape prawns). 8 pm the bubble burst. We weren’t allowed in the restaurant as it was full, no private function, just non residents. Our food was brought to the table, plates of prawn heads on a bed of soggy rice and very few prawns, never mind says my husband it’s been a long day let’s go to bed.

Five minutes to midnight the telephone rang in our room, could we please move your vehicle as it’s blocking the entrance. Our Pajero was parked right outside our door blocking no entrance. We tried to get back to sleep but to no avail cars coming and going, voices carrying laid until 04 am. It was no use by 5.15 am I got out of bed to make coffee even that was in short supply. Hubby and I went for breakfast 7.30 am, on entering the dining room, it truly was a sight for sore eyes. The chef was in a befuddled state of mind, dressed in a dirty skipper and trousers trying to get himself together surrounded by empty glasses, beer bottles and the remains of left over food. Exit stage right we didn’t want breakfast anyway.

We had a good time at Manda Hill, went to O’Hagan’s for lunch which we enjoyed, arrived back at the Inn late afternoon, got changed to go for a swim, the bar area was quite busy, so we tried to find a fairly decent place along side the pool, needless to say it was difficult girls coming inside like this was the only place to go, time to go to our rooms and watch T.V.

Sunday morning we were up early, wanting to head back to Chingola before the traffic got heavy. The security guard informed us that reception opened 7am. Well we put all our gear into the Pajero and waited. We are quite patient people but by 7.45 am the straw broke the camels back, we sent the security guard to find somebody, anybody so we could pay the bill and push off. The very some chef come, receptionist came stumbling from around the back looking like he ‘d been on the tiles for a good few nights unkempt wasn’t the word for his appearance. After a few attempts to open the door to the reception, he slid over to the cabinet found the file with all our info., couldn’t convert the Kwacha rate to the dollar. I paid our bill which gave them a profit of US$ 15 being no change.

Pearl Haven Inn, Classic Hospitality, I think not.

Ruth Peggy, Chingola

 

(We contacted Pearl Haven for a comment on this letter eleven days before going to press, but no reply was received.. Ed)

From the Editor

Written By: The Lowdown - Dec• 31•00

cover2000-12The unsightly billboards which we wrote about in Blot On The Landscape, our lead article in November issue of Lusaka Lowdown, have been removed and the roundabout is once again aesthetically pleasing.  We have been congratulated by many who feel that they were taken down as a result of this article, but much as we would like to take the credit this, I am afraid we cannot.  The first copies of the Lowdown were delivered to retail outlets at about midday on the 30th of October, and when I drove past just before seven in the morning of 31st October, men were already working on dismantling them.   There is no way that the Lusaka City Council could have responded that quickly!  I believe that many of Lusaka’s residents had complained about them, which just goes to prove that changes can be made if enough people care to shout about what is wrong.  George Bernard Shaw once said “The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable man persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.”   Let us make it our New Year’s Resolution that during 2001 we are all going to be unreasonable and through this, put right some of the things that are wrong in Zambia.

The question of course is still ‘why were these boards erected in the first place?  Who gave the authorisation for them to be erected?  Did any money pass under the table for this authorisation?’  I don’t expect to receive any answers to these questions, but I also understand that the Lusaka City Council had to employ a third party to remove these billboards.  So, ratepayers money had to be used for this, at the expense of garbage collection or one of the other expenses for which we pay.  As residents of Lusaka, it is our responsibility to demand accountability and transparency.

In closing, we wish to extend our very best wishes for a Merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year to all our readers, advertisers and colleagues.  Please drive carefully over the Festive Season and we’ll see you in 2001.

Lusaka’s Brownfields

Written By: The Lowdown - Dec• 31•00

cover2000-12Brownfields, are abandoned, idled, or under-used industrial and commercial facilities where expansion or redevelopment is complicated by real or perceived environmental contamination.  In Lusaka, we have our own brownfields – areas in residential and commercial zones which, only a few years ago, were green, peaceful areas within the city limits where one could escape the squalor of the central business district and shanty towns with their piles of rubbish on the streets.  In these greenfields town dwellers could enjoy the indigenous trees and the neatly laid out gardens whilst their children played on the grass. But no longer.

Last month we referred to the area at the junction of Chindo and Leopard’s Hill Roads.  Not only is this now a construction site where contractors working on Lusaka’s roads have parked their equipment and dumped stone and sand, but they also have fuel storage tanks, which must contravene even our outdated Petroleum Act.  Apart from the eyesore, it also puts at risk the people living in the adjacent areas.

 

Chindo Road 1

 

Chindo Road 2

 

But worse than this, must be what was once a park in front of the shopping area at Longacres.  This area is now full of piles of rubbish, and at the beginning of November somebody started lopping branches off one of the trees.  It is understandable that nobody would want to use this area as a park, unless you wanted to be harassed by street vendors selling vegetables, baskets, shoes and anything else you care to name.  Of course, if you like the noise of blaring hooters and shouting from the touts at the bus stop in Haile Selassie Avenue, then this is the place for you.

Last week, I was told by an official of the Lusaka City Council that, currently, most of their staff are employed in the peri-urban areas like Mandevu and Garden Compound, cleaning up rubbish because of the threat of cholera during the forthcoming rainy season.  Congratulations to whoever was responsible for this – at last somebody in the Council has thought of something before it reaches crisis proportions, but they would do well to clean up the Longacres area as well, because with the accumulation of rubbish there, the threat must be almost as great.

 

Longacres 2

 

Lusaka is the fastest growing city in southern Africa and the population is estimated at two million.  The roads are congested, the traffic is chaotic and this will be exacerbated as the population continues to increase.  Try doing your shopping at Longacres which has some excellent supermarkets selling goods at reasonable prices.  Trying to get into the parking area is impossible with cars coming at you from all directions, taxis parked on the pavements and street vendors directing the cars in and out of the parking spaces.

Ideally, this area should be returned to a ‘green area’, but it would be more expedient to convert it into a parking area.  If traffic flows are properly planned, the traffic congestion would diminish, as would the problem of trying to find somewhere to park that is not on a pavement.  This would of course require the assistance of the officers on duty at the Police Post there – all that they would need to do would be to control the traffic, including the buses stopping at the bus stop.

The City Council should station a few of their approximately 2,000 employees at Longacres with instructions to clean up the rubbish and if the matter was approached in the proper manner, surely the shop owners at Longacres would be willing to provide rubbish receptacles for the use of general public.

Like many others, we believe that Lusaka is a city with a future, but are our Council up to the challenges of the future?  Will they be able to keep it reasonably clean?  Will they be able to preserve the few ‘green areas’ that still exist?  Will they be able to provide the infrastructure required for the increasing population?  These are the questions that Lusaka’s residents should be asking as we approach the local Government elections scheduled for 2001.

The Cheapest Way To Get Around Town

Written By: The Lowdown - Dec• 31•00

cover2000-12Mini buses, mainly owned by individuals, are the main means of transportation for most Zambians in Lusaka and other parts of the country.

There are five major stations in Lusaka for boarding and disembarking from buses. These are Kulima Tower, at the south end of Freedom Way; Katondo in Katondo Street, opposite Good Hope Enterprises; Baba, opposite the Town Centre Market; Town Centre along Freedom Way, opposite Radian Stores; and Soweto Market Station, the largest station along Lumumba Road.

The Soweto station has the largest capacity, being adjacent to a market. It has plenty of shelter from the scorching sun and rains, with some concrete benches and tables if just need to rest.  Or, you can partake of a snack at one of the eating places, while you wait for the bus. The market has its own staff to clean the premises. Baba, Kulima Tower and Town Centre have no shelters. Katondo has a small shelter with some wooden benches, but all stations, except for Town Centre, have fee paying toilets. Baba has mobile toilets, which are between the station and the market – just where everyone can see you going in and out.

All routes to all destinations within Lusaka are available from almost all stations.

Buses start operating around 5 am and stop around 9 pm. The rush hours for buses are between 7 am and 8 am when everyone is trying to get to work and between 5 pm and 6 pm when they are trying to go back to their homes. The mini buses have a seating capacity for sixteen persons, including the conductor, although during the rush hours, conductors overload the buses, so that they have to stand or lean against the front seat, exposing their trouser-clad rears to whoever is sitting where the conductor is supposed to sit.

Most mini buses, big buses and taxis are registered with United Transport and Taxis Association (UTTA), an independent association representing all passenger transporters. UTTA  is responsible for drawing up fare charts, ensuring that drivers follow their rules and regulations which have been put in place to safeguard the lives of passengers and the drivers themselves. The Department of Road Traffic also comes in, to ensure that buses are road worthy and have all necessary gadgets in cases of emergency or accident – medical kit, fire extinguisher and functional seat belts.

Some drivers and conductors broke away from UTTA to form their own association, Bus Driver and Motor Taxi Association (BDMT), because they did not agree with some of UTTA’s rules and regulations. According to UTTA staff, BDMT supports the availability of ‘Call Boys’ in stations which most passengers and UTTA are against. We had a chat with Mr Aaron Daka, a driver for LK237, whose route is Kalingalinga/Mtendere,  and he supports BDMT.  His only complaints were about high fuel prices and the many road blocks.

As any moto9rist knows,  Traffic officers mount road blocks at very awkward hours, usually during the morning rush hours.  If, as a passenger,  you are on a bus which has been stopped for scrutiny and pulled over, you just know you will be late for work. You have to ‘liaise’ with the conductor to get your money back, not a very easy task, and then walk from there or catch a minibus that has managed to get through the road block.  You don’t always succeed in getting your money back.

Bus stations are the best places to board a bus, rather than at  a bus stop – at least there is a procedure and some discipline. Each route has a queue of buses and this saves you time especially if you are late. At stopovers, such as Lubama bus stop, conductors, with the help of Call Boys, known locally as Ngwangwazi load the buses. This is illegal, but the Police have totally failed to stop this practice. The Ngwangwazi decide which route the bus will take, depending on the popularity of that route. Should the availability of passengers destined for another route be favourable, the  Ngwangwazi will rudely tell you to leave the bus. Once you are on the route that they have decided to take and  you try to get out, to get on another bus, they close the door before you get off the bus.

Stopovers are bad places to hang around while waiting for a bus , especially for ladies especially as they are usually crowded with Ngwangwaz. The beautiful small shelters donated by various companies like Amanita and Telecel, to mention a few, are full of these call boys, who in most cases harass you and sometimes use abusive language. Some of these donated shelters have been turned into homes. There are times that  I have seen them pull around a female passenger to get on a bus, which is later going to pay them. They basically fight for passengers. From main stations, at least,  they concentrate on calling out routes for the bus they are loading,  as this is the way they make their living, through tips which range from K 100 to K 3,000 per bus.

While on the bus, the driver’s responsibility is to drive as fast as he can while the conductor collects money from passengers to paves the way for his driver if there is a traffic jam. Law-abiding is a word they forget during rush hour, all that interests them is to go for another trip to make more money. It reminds me of a time when I was going towork one morning when the driver of the bus started calling to people walking on the sidewalk to get on the bus. His conductor told him there were Police Officers across the road and that he would not open the door. The driver then answered, ‘Well, if I do not break the law, the Police will have nothing to do’. Typical, I thought. We will never develop!

There are very few designated bus stops on most routes.  On the route from town to Kabulonga, there is no legal stopover between Longacres and Kabulonga Roundabout. Some drivers use the entrance of Lusaka Golf Club, although in the past few weeks, I have noticed Police Officers around the Golf Club Exit hiding, ready to trap them.

There are many things you need to know before you get on a bus:

·Fares are the first things you should know. Some buses have fare charts stuck on the windows. The charts give the distance, stopovers and fares. You will also notice that to move from one place to another, you may need to get on as many as two to three buses. Suppose you reside in Kafue and you want to go to Manda Hill, you have to catch two buses unless you can afford a Taxi. If you work around UTH and live in Leopard’s Hill, you have to catch a bus going into town, then catch another bus going from town to Bauleni, , but even then you are left with a long distance to walk. Now, in some stations like the UTH, and from the Showgrounds during show periods, bus drivers load direct routes, for example, Kabulonga to Mtendere or Bauleni. Bus fare charts are available from the UTTA offices at a cost K4,500 per copy per route, but please not that these rates are subject to change at any time, especially with the recent fuel increases.

·With the heat and approaching rains, ensure that your window opens and closes if you are sitting next to a window.

·During rush hours especially in mornings, make sure you have small notes available. With larger notes,  you may have a problem with change and sometimes are forced to buy a newspaper just to get change. At most stopovers, there are mobile bureaus, conductors do not like taking change from them because they also ask for a commission.

·Get on a bus which looks road worthy. Road blocks are mounted anywhere, mostly towards the end of the week and at hours like 7.45 am.

·If you are late, never get on an empty bus loading from a stopover. The bus will wait until it fills up which may take more that 15 minutes.

·Be careful with your clothes. Some buses have protruding edges which may tear your clothes and if white is your favourite colour, have some cloth or chitenge to cover your. Always check where you sit first.

·During the rainy season, an umbrella is a must. Some stations have only small shelters or nothing at all.

·Never sit at the back of the bus if you are dropping off at a nearby bus station. The driver and conductors will rush you out. If you are not careful, you may hurt yourself.

·Make sure you clutch your bag or anything valuable as you get off from the bus, especially cell phones.

Mini buses may sound to be the worst means of transport, but they are the cheapest and most economical. Apart from that, it’s not always that you may have a rough ride, it can be comfortable and adventurous too.

All complaints concerning buses, drivers and conductors should be reported to UTTA, at their offices  adjacent to Kulima Tower Station or to the Department of Road Transport, where you will find Mr Martin Mbangu, the Acting Director, very helpful and pleasant.

Restaurant Review

Written By: The Lowdown - Dec• 31•00

Eating OutLusaka’s residents are being inundated with places to eat.  Four new restaurants opened in Lusaka during November, and an old one, Danny’s & Memories of China has reopened.  We will be reviewing these restaurants over the next few months.

If you drive along Katima Mulilo Road in Roma, past Zambezi Road, you will find La Dolce Vita on your right hand side, just before you reach the Irish Embassy.

As you walk through the gates, leaving your vehicle to be guarded by a crew of security men, you enter a tea garden –  an outside refreshment area –  which leads to two entrances.

To your right is the health club, which is  geared towards women and children. Ladies, if you have never joined a fitness gym, because the men made you self- conscious, this is the club for you and your children.  Apart from the exercise machines and weights, there are also different classes including aerobics and karate for different age- groups. A sauna is located in an adjoining room.

The other entrance of La Dolce Vita will take you directly into the main restaurant- L’ Archeologia, whose atmosphere will take you back the Roman days. One can order from the main menu of delicious, traditional, home made Italian dishes, or you can order from the Pizza and Light Meals menu. The latter you can enjoy whilst relaxing in the more casual bar and eating area or on the patio and pool area.

The Pizza menu provides meals for the family which are cooked in a traditional Pizza oven; and for those who have just used the health club or are inclined to health food, there are plenty of fruit and vegetable extracts, smoothies, shakes and healthy snacks to choose from.

Now, after you have enjoyed such outstanding Italian cuisine, you may be ready to take some home with you. The Italian Delicatessen, which is on the same premises, is fully stocked with all sorts of cheeses, meats, pastas and condiments imported from Italy.  La Dolce Vita is open all day. Come and sample “The Sweet Life”.  For reservations and enquiries or bookings for special functions, call  297-856.

Along Suez Road is the London Bus Restaurant – the name says it all.  The Pool Bar and Bus Stop Bar sells snacks, whilst the restaurant has an al a carte menu.

The next new one is St Elmo’s, at Tukunka Mall in Chindo Road, Kabulonga.  This is a franchise pizzeria, but they also serve pasta dishes as well as grills.  The pizzas are cooked in woodfired ovens.  When we had a chat with the manager she told us that the wood being used in the ovens does come from commercially planted trees, but she is not sure how long the supply will last from her current supplier.  They also do takeaways and we selected two varieties which were excellent.  But if you are like me and believe that a pizza is not a pizza unless it has anchovies, you will be disappointed at St Elmo’s.

Voodoo Lounge in Mzee Kenyatta Road serves Lebanese and Creole meals.  Operating from a house, there is a large garden area and swimming pool so children are welcome at Voodoo Lounge.

Book Review

Written By: The Lowdown - Dec• 31•00

cover2000-12Visages by Francois d’Elbee

Visages, a book of photographs by Francois d’Elbee, was launched in Lusaka on 17 November. It comprises a collection of studio photographs of Zambian personalities, with short biographies on each, in both English and French.  The collection tells many stories, as each character exposes their outer self, but most importantly it shows how varied and vibrant the people of our country are.

Francois, born in Paris, came to Zambia in 1968.  After twenty years as a professional hunter, he took an interest in photography.  Visages is the result of more than six months of hard work both by Francois and his assistant, Wilson Mbewe.

Francois first told me about the book a few months ago, but I put it to the back of my mind, until the book arrived on my desk last week.  I took it home thinking that I would browse through it that evening to see if it was any good.  Well, I skimmed through it, then immediately had another look through it.  By the time I had gone through it a third time, I realised that this wasn’t just any book of photographs, so I sat down and had a very good look at it.  Since then, I have had a good look at it, at least once every day and each and every time, I feel I have learnt something new about the person in the photograph. Having known many of the personalities for a number of years, the photographs reflect their characters accurately.

The biographies give you further insight into what drives the person, but I have found one small incorrect fact in one of them, but this doesn’t detract from the photographs.

As a book devoted to photography as an art form, it makes a change that it is not devoted to wildlife.

Visages is available from Book Cellar, Manda Hill and will make excellent Christmas gift this year.