<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336</id><updated>2009-10-21T05:02:50.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit Off</title><subtitle type='html'>The personal blog of Christopher Kramer: computer scientist, video gamer, Peace Corps Volunteer.

11101111</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-7409606676774046934</id><published>2008-10-21T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:04:02.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More things to do on a Sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SP4LglTZUXI/AAAAAAAAADo/GpgWgBN74jo/s1600-h/crapgoat02-742267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SP4LglTZUXI/AAAAAAAAADo/GpgWgBN74jo/s320/crapgoat02-742267.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259654069212500338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Save a goat from drowning in an open septic tank, of course. I took a shower afterward. The photo is courtesy of my roommate, and it's a little blurry because he was laughing so much. All in a day's work for an IT volunteer in Namibia! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-7409606676774046934?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7409606676774046934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7409606676774046934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-things-to-do-on-sunday-afternoon.html' title='More things to do on a Sunday afternoon'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SP4LglTZUXI/AAAAAAAAADo/GpgWgBN74jo/s72-c/crapgoat02-742267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-1368707354426862115</id><published>2008-09-10T06:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:21:50.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do on a lazy Sunday in Namibia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SMetzuqsFAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Jn4gbjyshO8/s1600-h/hambukushu_networking-710855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SMetzuqsFAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Jn4gbjyshO8/s320/hambukushu_networking-710855.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244351395308246018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Teach some Hambukushu ladies how to crimp network cables for a rural&lt;br&gt;youth center&amp;#39;s computer lab, of course. Yes, I fully intend to introduce&lt;br&gt;Counterstrike to the African youth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-1368707354426862115?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1368707354426862115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1368707354426862115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-to-do-on-lazy-sunday-in-namibia.html' title='Things to do on a lazy Sunday in Namibia'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/SMetzuqsFAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Jn4gbjyshO8/s72-c/hambukushu_networking-710855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-7245690209050359528</id><published>2008-07-17T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:22:10.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Namibian Names</title><content type='html'>So, most Namibians have Christian names because they actually have lots of trouble pronouncing names of people from other tribes or other language groups. These Namibian Christian names are sort of pseudo-Roman, Latin-esq, and straight out of fantasy novels. I may have to use one of these next time I'm playing D&amp;amp;D. Here's a sampling:&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Male Names:&lt;BR&gt; Eusebius&lt;BR&gt; Faustinus&lt;BR&gt; Augustinus&lt;BR&gt; Esegiel&lt;BR&gt; Adriano&lt;BR&gt; Kosmas&lt;BR&gt; Amadeus&lt;BR&gt; Vallentines&lt;BR&gt; Pascalius&lt;BR&gt; Bonifatius&lt;BR&gt; Romanus&lt;BR&gt; Thimotheus&lt;BR&gt; Athanasius&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Female Names:&lt;BR&gt; Venansia&lt;BR&gt; Sandrina&lt;BR&gt; Engelbertha&lt;BR&gt; Fransina&lt;BR&gt; Therisia&lt;BR&gt; Herlinde&lt;BR&gt; Eufransia&lt;BR&gt; Sabina&lt;BR&gt; Rosalia&lt;BR&gt; Letticia&lt;BR&gt; Leocadia&lt;BR&gt; Gergensia&lt;BR&gt; Constantia&lt;BR&gt; Eleotheria&lt;BR&gt; Rheinhilde &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-7245690209050359528?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7245690209050359528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7245690209050359528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/07/namibian-names.html' title='Namibian Names'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-5679841985594614531</id><published>2008-04-01T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:56:30.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Transportation</title><content type='html'>For the 2nd least densely populated country in the world, roads are very easy to come by in Namibia. There are well maintained, paved roads between every major population center in the country.`Cars and transportation, however, are another story, especially for the Peace Corps Volunteer (beggar). Here's a rundown on the options:&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Rent a Car&lt;BR&gt; This is easy to do in Windhoek and is the most convenient option for anyone traveling in Namibia. Of course, you may need to drive manual, and you will have to drive on the left side of the road. This option is not possible for Peace Corps Volunteers, since they're not allowed to drive, and I suspect it wouldn't be in our price range anyway.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; The Intercape&lt;BR&gt; is a humongous box-shaped transport vehicle otherwise known as a bus. Besides some other ill-run services which are poorly advertised and impossible to contact, the Intercape is the only bus service in Namibia, and its only function is to ferry tourists to hotspots in Zimbabwe, Namibia, and South Africa. This pretty much means a cushy ride between Cape Town and Victoria Falls or any of the places in between, meaning Keetmanshoop, Windhoek, Otjiwarongo, Rundu, Katima Mulilo and any podunk village in between. I believe the Cape runs to Swakopmund as well. Tickets must be booked ahead of time. If you don't do this physically at their office in Windhoek, then the process is straight out of a time before credit cards and e-tickets, when dinosaurs roamed the earth. First, you have to call and make a booking. Then, you have to go to your local Bank Windhoek branch (mine is located conveniently 200 kilometers away) and wire the money to them. After that, they will fax you a ticket. An e-commerce consultant could go far in this country. As usual, this option is too expensive for regular use by a Peace Corps volunteer.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Combis (Kombis?)&lt;BR&gt; are small vans piloted by entrepreneurial Namibians. They tend to congregate in designated areas of town, usually a gas station or an appropriately sized patch of dirt. I'm told you actually need a license to operate a combi and that there exists a union, but looking at a group of combis, you would never know it. There are no signs, and the combis themselves generally lack any markings identifying a company or phone number. A combi area essentially looks like a bunch of guys standing around their vans waiting for something. While the prices of rides between destinations are set and non-negotiable, the timing of that ride generally depends on fate. A combi leaves when the combi is full. A combi can semi-comfortably seat around 9 people. A full combi typically consists of 11 fat ladies, their screaming children, and myself. In their defense, however, combis are fast, cheap(er), and reliable, insofar as you will get to your destination sometime on the day you leave. You can also get the phone numbers of combi drivers and if you have a large enough group to make it worth their while, you can usually get them to ferry you and your companions almost anywhere you want. A viable option for the volunteer in a hurry.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Hiking&lt;BR&gt; does not mean strapping on your boots and walking the 800km to your destination. If a Namibian says they are hiking, they mean hitchhiking. The process is simple enough. Walk out to a road, wait for a car, then wave it down. There are some hand signals you can use to expedite the process. The height of your hand is a general indicator of the distance you wish to travel, and if there's a turn coming up, you should indicate which direction you will want to go in. Surprisingly, the prices for hikes between destinations seem to be standard, as if all Namibians had a meeting to decide them. Hike prices are lower than combi prices, the rides are usually infinitely more comfortable, and Peace Corps Volunteers often get lucky and receive free hikes from wealthier curious people in nice cars (a foreigner hiking is a very rare sight). Obviously, hiking can be risky business. No, not from a security standpoint - the hitchhiking culture is so ingrained that crimes related to hiking are very rare. The problem is simply that you might not get a hike on the day you want one, or your hike might not be able to take you all the way to your destination. Fortunately for volunteers, there is always a friend nearby willing to let a stranded colleague couch surf for a night. I've heard of Peace Corps Volunteers who travel internationally this way, staying for free with other volunteers, even those outside of their own country. Inexpensive, and makes for excellent stories. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-5679841985594614531?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/5679841985594614531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/5679841985594614531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/04/transportation.html' title='Transportation'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-4649256647847977125</id><published>2008-02-14T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:55:32.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellent Equipment: Solar Oven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R7S41dAh_SI/AAAAAAAAADA/b9tPUTKGhNI/s1600-h/solaroven-732831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R7S41dAh_SI/AAAAAAAAADA/b9tPUTKGhNI/s320/solaroven-732831.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166957900960234786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So, basically, it's a wooden box with a double-paned glass window on top, a reflective lid, and a black tin interior. But there is some science to its construction and operation. The angle of the glass window should be adjusted depending on the global latitude that the oven is to be used at. When using the oven, it should be facing North if you're in the Southern Hemisphere, and South if you're in the Northern Hemisphere, so it can catch as much sunlight as possible. The angle of the reflective lid should also be such that it will reflect as much light into the oven as possible. Also, only black colored cookware must be used in the oven.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Ok, that's all well and good, but the most important thing about this cheap, light, environmentally friendly device is that everything that comes out of it is DELICIOUS. It generally takes the oven 4 - 6 hours to cook something, so you can only really cook one thing per day, per oven - usually dinner. However, since the solar oven cooks so slowly and evenly, meat and fresh veggies come out tender and tasty - the kind of tender and tasty you can only get by cooking something for 6 hours. Bread and cakes don't rise as much in a solar oven, but they somehow retain more flavor. Since the physics of cooking something using solar energy is different from using fire or an electrical heating element, it is literally impossible to burn food in a solar oven. This means, you just have to pile your ingredients into a pot, set up the oven, put the pot in, then come back when everything is done. Cooking doesn't get much easier than that, and the results are really spectacular. Ron Popeil needs to start selling these in infomercials right away, because solar ovens really are a miracle appliance. Plus, how awesome is &amp;quot;Solar Stew&amp;quot; as a name for a recipe?&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Of course the one disadvantage is that you need the Sun. Unfortunately, it's the rainy season right now in Kavango, so the solar oven hasn't seen as much use as I'd like. The rest of Namibia is pretty much desert, however, so I bet my fellow volunteers are getting plenty of use out of theirs. Lucky skunks. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-4649256647847977125?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/4649256647847977125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/4649256647847977125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/02/excellent-equipment-solar-oven.html' title='Excellent Equipment: Solar Oven'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R7S41dAh_SI/AAAAAAAAADA/b9tPUTKGhNI/s72-c/solaroven-732831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-3141599077821197203</id><published>2008-01-23T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:57:51.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair: The Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5e4X17QnLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5MNqEhOxudQ/s1600-h/hair_nobraids-771672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5e4X17QnLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5MNqEhOxudQ/s320/hair_nobraids-771672.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158794617928326322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So this is what it looks like when I have the braids taken out. Awesome. It went back to normal after I showered, though. Nuts. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-3141599077821197203?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/3141599077821197203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/3141599077821197203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/01/hair-sequel.html' title='Hair: The Sequel'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5e4X17QnLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5MNqEhOxudQ/s72-c/hair_nobraids-771672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-1616606151808697737</id><published>2008-01-20T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:14:12.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of Deliciousness: Chakalaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5PVxX96xfI/AAAAAAAAACw/EJDF2oAvlUU/s1600-h/chakalaka-752966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5PVxX96xfI/AAAAAAAAACw/EJDF2oAvlUU/s320/chakalaka-752966.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157701042493375986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In Namibia they have something called Chakalaka. No, it's not some sort of Pagan god, or even a heavy metal band (although it would be a fantastic name for one).&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Chakalaka is, put simply, spicy deliciousness in a can. Ingredients are as follows: Tomatoes, Carrots, Onions, Sunflower Oil, Cabbage, Green Bell Peppers, Spices, Salt, Chillies, Garlic, Corn Starch, Acidifier, and Natural Coloring. This seemingly innocuous blend of vegetables and spices produces flavors that can enhance virtually any meal. Koreans have kimchee. Mexicans have salsa. Indians have curry. Namibians have chakalaka. It goes on everything, because it's just that good.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Since chakalaka has a salsa-type consistency, it is very versatile in the Namibian kitchen. Add to pasta sauce for that extra kick. Put on top of eggs for that extra kick. Use as a meat marinade for that extra kick. Indeed, because other Namibian foods tend to be bland, that extra kick is often necessary. To attempt to use words to describe its flavor would be utter folly. Its heat comes from chilies, but that is the only aspect of chakalaka that I can convey accurately. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-1616606151808697737?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1616606151808697737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1616606151808697737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/01/diary-of-deliciousness-chakalaka.html' title='Diary of Deliciousness: Chakalaka'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R5PVxX96xfI/AAAAAAAAACw/EJDF2oAvlUU/s72-c/chakalaka-752966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-6151475664665249059</id><published>2008-01-11T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:29:30.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Lesson: Thimbukushu</title><content type='html'>Of the many languages in Namibia, I am learning one called Thimbukushu. Thimbukushu is a Bantu language, making it one of the most complex on Earth. The Bantu languages I've heard so far (Otjiherero, Rukwangali) all have what's called a concord system. Basically all nouns are divided into semantic classes (a noun class for humans, a different noun class for animals, another noun class for household objects, etc). In Thimbukushu, there are 10 different noun classes, plus a special class for the gerund and infinitive form of verbs (the gerund and infinitive are identical in Thimbukushu). Depending on what class a noun is in, it will have different prefixes for singular and plural forms (for example, in the human class: maguva is one person, haguva is people). That much is simple enough, but the different classes also conjugate differently with verbs and adjectives. Basically, verbs and adjectives will adopt different prefixes depending on the class of the noun that they are operating on. I believe the different classes also have different possessive particles, also. I would give more specifics, but I'm still memorizing all the classes, and their concords, as the particles used in conjugation are called. Fortunately there are no exceptions to the rules, and all nouns can be put into classes based on their prefix (except for words borrowed from other languages).&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; However, as difficult as the system may seem, it has some interesting linguistic potential. For example, if you want to personify an animal, you can use the human noun class prefixes with that animal instead of the normal prefixes.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; A really neat thing about Bantu languages is that they are phonetically very similar to Japanese. Actually, Japanese is a phonetic subset of Bantu languages, which means that Bantu language speakers make all the sounds that Japanese people make, and a few more (like nasals). I really like the way Thimbukushu sounds. The language flows well, and has a soothing tone. It also lacks any guttural sounds, which I am not a fan of. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-6151475664665249059?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/6151475664665249059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/6151475664665249059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/01/language-lesson-thimbukushu.html' title='Language Lesson: Thimbukushu'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-8616081411740995837</id><published>2008-01-07T13:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:29:13.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Locations: Spar</title><content type='html'>In Namibia, the most common chain of supermarkets is named Spar. You can easily spot a Spar by its logo, an evergreen inside a circle. Despite the contradiction of using a tree that doesn't exist in Namibia, Spar's green beacon can be found in all major towns, like a herald of air conditioning, cold drinks, and western food.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; In case you haven't noticed, Spar is one of my favorite getaways in Namibia. They are pretty much comparable to a good Shop Rite or small Wegman's in the States, since they all have some ready-made foods available in addition to normal groceries, and sometimes, you just need a Coke. Peace Corps Trainees will often congregate in Spar, resulting in an event known as a Sparty. However, Spar must be used with care. A PCV that attends Spartys too often will quickly run out of money. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-8616081411740995837?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/8616081411740995837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/8616081411740995837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/01/important-locations-spar.html' title='Important Locations: Spar'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-6645569401076077988</id><published>2008-01-05T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T07:28:51.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Towns and Locations</title><content type='html'>In Namibia, cities are divided into sections called Town, and Locations. In a city, Town refers to the area with established businesses, chain stores, hotels, and modern homes. If a person lives in Town, it's pretty much a guarantee that they're wealthy and connected. In a single city, there's only one Town area.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Locations are the areas outside of town where blacks were forced to live during apartheid (now there are also many blacks living in Towns). A Location is laid out similar to a suburb in the US, but the housing is mostly cement and corrugated tin, with some all-concrete buildings used for small businesses. Some people may also run small businesses out of their homes. In the Locations I've seen, the roads are mostly packed dirt, which is actually good because children are almost always playing soccer in the street and the dirt forces cars to drive slow. I hesitate to compare Locations to ghettos or tenements, because all Location houses have electricity, running water, and modern conveniences (I've yet to meet a Namibian who doesn't own a TV), but people in Locations are undoubtedly poorer than those in Town. However, Locations are complete communities with schools, parks, and churches. I can't speak for all cities, but in Omaruru, the Locations are safe at all times of day. The worst problem in Locations I've seen has been public drunkenness. In each city there can also be multiple Locations, always segregated by ethnic group (I'll talk about the ethnic groups in another post), although it doesn't seem to generate any great animosity if a member of an ethnic group settles in a different group's Location.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; Towns are generally nice and comfortable. Stores have air conditioning; there are roads, sidewalks, and plants; buildings are very clean. As an American, Towns feel familiar to me. But Locations are way more interesting. In the Location in Omaruru, children are play together in the streets (when school's out), and people are go about their business or visit each other. In Location, it's ok to just talk to people and make friends, or drop by the houses of people I know for quick visits. Every house and business also has a lot of individual character. In Omaruru, one man built a white two story castle on his land in the Location. While that example is extreme, it gives a good sense of the diversity and fun one can find in Locations. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-6645569401076077988?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/6645569401076077988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/6645569401076077988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2008/01/towns-and-locations.html' title='Towns and Locations'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-8649525059000488860</id><published>2007-12-20T03:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:08:45.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2ojDX96xeI/AAAAAAAAACo/sekchlU8wm4/s1600-h/new-hair-at-rest-camp-725175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2ojDX96xeI/AAAAAAAAACo/sekchlU8wm4/s320/new-hair-at-rest-camp-725175.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145964065104512482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think the picture pretty much says it all.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;BR&gt; My host sister did it with hair extensions. It was painful but I think it looks awesome. Feel free to compare me with The Predator. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-8649525059000488860?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/8649525059000488860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/8649525059000488860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-hair.html' title='New Hair'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2ojDX96xeI/AAAAAAAAACo/sekchlU8wm4/s72-c/new-hair-at-rest-camp-725175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-7663883511470798107</id><published>2007-12-14T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:43:20.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Namibian Wildlife: Road Hazards</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2Lq6X96xdI/AAAAAAAAACg/-rYB86Sp2WQ/s1600-h/dikdikinabag-700786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2Lq6X96xdI/AAAAAAAAACg/-rYB86Sp2WQ/s320/dikdikinabag-700786.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143932012997559762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In Namibia, the main roads are very well maintained and would feel&lt;br&gt;normal to any US driver, excepting the fact that they drive on the left.&lt;br&gt;Even smaller gravel and sand roads are well packed down and safe. And&lt;br&gt;since Namibia is so sparsely populated, there are hardly any other&lt;br&gt;drivers to worry about. The primary road hazards of Namibia are the&lt;br&gt;various forms of wildlife that jump or run in front of vehicles. As in&lt;br&gt;the states, prime time for wildlife is dawn and dusk.&lt;p&gt;Kudus are agile, deer-like, moose-sized animals with long curly horns.&lt;br&gt;For some reason, it is the kudu&amp;#39;s instinct to jump in front of, or into&lt;br&gt;moving vehicles. Combined with their size, this makes them the number&lt;br&gt;one wildlife road hazard in Namibia. Crashes with Kudu are so common in&lt;br&gt;Namibia that almost every Namibian I&amp;#39;ve spoken to has had this&lt;br&gt;experience. I have been in a car which only just clipped a kudu&amp;#39;s tail,&lt;br&gt;thanks to our Peace Corps driver&amp;#39;s reactions and 6th sense for detecting&lt;br&gt;kudu.&lt;p&gt;Oryx are slightly smaller than kudu but look very similar. Their main&lt;br&gt;distinguishing feature is perfectly straight horns. I was told it is&lt;br&gt;their instinct is to jump parallel with moving vehicles so it is more&lt;br&gt;rare for them to be involved in accidents, but their size still makes&lt;br&gt;them a danger.&lt;p&gt;Springbok are about the size of deer in the US, and look very similar to&lt;br&gt;deer, except that the males don&amp;#39;t have the distinctive antlers of bucks&lt;br&gt;in the US. I have yet to get a good look at one, and it seems like they&lt;br&gt;are very wary of moving vehicles. That said, I ate springbok meat for&lt;br&gt;dinner today so they must get hit once in a while.&lt;p&gt;Warthogs in Namibia are about the size of large cats, but they are often&lt;br&gt;grazing by the side of the road in groups. I&amp;#39;m told they&amp;#39;re hit&lt;br&gt;relatively often when they wander into the road. Because of their small&lt;br&gt;size, they&amp;#39;re not a major hazard, although I&amp;#39;m told that they have more&lt;br&gt;mass than it seems.&lt;p&gt;Dik dik look exactly like deer sans antlers except they are the size of&lt;br&gt;a large dog. Yes, they are absurdly cute and the subject of many&lt;br&gt;inappropriate jokes. Unfortunately, they share instincts with the kudu&lt;br&gt;and are hit often. Due to their size and mass, they are not a major&lt;br&gt;hazard. They also fit conveniently into a large plastic bag (pictured)&lt;br&gt;and are delicious.&lt;p&gt;In Namibia, it is technically against conservation laws to personally&lt;br&gt;transport, prepare, and eat roadkill. People are supposed to report&lt;br&gt;roadkill so it can be donated. I can understand that this is to prevent&lt;br&gt;people from trying to hit things for a free meal, but the culture of&lt;br&gt;Namibia seems to be that it is acceptable to keep roadkill as long as&lt;br&gt;you share it. Practically speaking, nobody would purposely hit even a&lt;br&gt;dik dik because of possible damage to the vehicle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-7663883511470798107?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7663883511470798107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/7663883511470798107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/12/namibian-wildlife-road-hazards.html' title='Namibian Wildlife: Road Hazards'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/R2Lq6X96xdI/AAAAAAAAACg/-rYB86Sp2WQ/s72-c/dikdikinabag-700786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-3355293309793412093</id><published>2007-12-09T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:28:31.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Brief: Handshakes</title><content type='html'>Namibians have a particular handshake which is used across the entire&lt;br&gt;country. The handshake begins normally with a single firm pump, then the&lt;br&gt;thumbs are hooked with the fingers wrapped around the other person&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;wrist. Finally, the handshake is finished by bringing the fingers back&lt;br&gt;down into the normal handshake position and giving another firm pump.&lt;br&gt;Always use the right hand to shake.&lt;p&gt;After the handshake has ended, some people will continue to hold your&lt;br&gt;hand for a while as the conversation continues. This is relatively&lt;br&gt;common in Namibia. Note that this handshake appears to be for Namibians.&lt;br&gt;If you attempt this handshake and you are obviously not Namibian, they&lt;br&gt;may hold their hand still during the wrist-grab phase. However, if a&lt;br&gt;Namibian initiates this style of handshake with you, it is a sign that&lt;br&gt;they accept you and are comfortable with you. An additional sign of&lt;br&gt;respect I have observed in the Kavango region is to touch your right arm&lt;br&gt;just under the elbow with the fingers on your left hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-3355293309793412093?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/3355293309793412093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/3355293309793412093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/12/culture-brief-handshakes.html' title='Culture Brief: Handshakes'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-1528158349779812191</id><published>2007-11-14T09:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:56:27.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>Just a test post for posting by email. If I can do it this way, I&amp;#39;ll&lt;br&gt;be able to update more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-1528158349779812191?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1528158349779812191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1528158349779812191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/11/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-5391021617298786150</id><published>2007-10-30T18:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:26:10.068-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace corps'/><title type='text'>Staging and Orientation</title><content type='html'>Just finished with staging and tomorrow, we get our shots ("the pincushion treatment") and fly to Johannesburg for an overnight layover before flying to Windhoek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staging was tons of fun, and facilitated meeting and getting to know all (70!) of my fellow volunteers as well as learning about various Peace Corps policies.  There was also a lot of reinforcing different approaches to being a successful volunteer such as being flexible and patient and being aware of one's own culture to start understanding others.  I was generalizing there, but we did have some specific, practical case studies and people were asking lots of good questions, which were answered honestly to the best of the staging peoples' abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were summer camp style group activities and I usually take those kinds of things with a grain of salt but the staging people really tied it in well with what they were trying to get across to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good start! Gotta be up at 4:30 tomorrow -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-5391021617298786150?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/5391021617298786150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/5391021617298786150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/10/staging-and-orientation.html' title='Staging and Orientation'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-1328571934721267655</id><published>2007-10-08T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:43:12.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>New Camera, New Shades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/RwqrNyCj41I/AAAAAAAAABw/qUKSrEevk2s/s1600-h/cmkramer_shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/RwqrNyCj41I/AAAAAAAAABw/qUKSrEevk2s/s400/cmkramer_shades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119092179719152466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that mysterious, handsome man?  C'est moi, of course.  I am wearing my new prescription shades from &lt;a href="http://www.opticus.com/"&gt;Opticus&lt;/a&gt;, a darn fine lens crafting service, where I had to call and talk to an actual person, who was genuinely knowledgeable and concerned about getting me what I needed.  So, besides making me look like a cliched movie villain, what do these specs do for me? Well, my poor computer-scientisty eyes are quite sensitive to light and Namibia is mostly desert and steppes, so I went as dark as possible and got side shields for even more protection. The frame model is by Mountain Shades and is called Zermat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the camera, it is a Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ8 and I have been very happy with it these past few days.  It's packed with the features you expect from an SLR-like camera, but the menus are easy to navigate, and there are quick buttons for all the common options.  It's 7 MP, which is plenty, IMO, and image quality is excellent.  12X zoom, light, sturdy, image stabilization - I could go on, but anyway, good camera.  Hope I get plenty of chances to be a shutterbug in Namibia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-1328571934721267655?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1328571934721267655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/1328571934721267655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-camera-new-shades.html' title='New Camera, New Shades'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlgjA7nHbGw/RwqrNyCj41I/AAAAAAAAABw/qUKSrEevk2s/s72-c/cmkramer_shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-9027573351401086177</id><published>2007-08-18T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T14:59:49.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace corps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namibia'/><title type='text'>I'm going to Namibia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yup. For the &lt;a href="http://www.peacecorps.gov/"&gt;Peace Corps&lt;/a&gt;. It's that country on the west coast of Africa, just northwest of South Africa. Angola's to the north, and Botswana's to the east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Namibia"&gt;Wikipedia article&lt;/a&gt; is great, but here are some fun facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Namibia is the 2nd least densely populated country in the world, after Mongolia.  It is about twice the size of California, but only has a population of about 2 million.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Most Namibians are Christians, and most of them are Lutherans! I'll fit right in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Namibia has a diverse ecology, with the south being mostly desert, a central plateau, and forests and grazelands in the north.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Besides native languages, many Namibians also speak German, and Afrikaans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As for what I'll be doing, it should be something along the lines of teaching computer literacy in the 6th - 12th grades.  I'm sure other things will follow (if retired Peace Corps volunteer stories are any indication), but that's the job description for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit - oh yeah, I leave October 29th so, still got some time in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-9027573351401086177?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/9027573351401086177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/9027573351401086177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-going-to-namibia.html' title='I&apos;m going to Namibia'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302685113046253336.post-2794614873262169326</id><published>2007-08-18T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:54:13.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Housekeeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This blog has been created as a personal journal, but also as a way of letting people who know me see how I am doing.  The primary reason this blog was started, is because I will soon be a Peace Corps Volunteer, and hopefully I will be able to document my experience for my friends and relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302685113046253336-2794614873262169326?l=chrismkramer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/2794614873262169326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302685113046253336/posts/default/2794614873262169326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrismkramer.blogspot.com/2007/08/housekeeping.html' title='Housekeeping'/><author><name>Chris Kramer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15133157215581831030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07760123056320265647'/></author></entry></feed>