Thursday, July 8, 2010

Fourth of July in Tanzania

Independence day was spent in Zanzibar on a beach, so it didn’t really feel like a traditional fourth of July. However, last week, we got the chance to go to the US Embassy with some of our friends working at the State Department here. It was a sight to behold, I stepped in and immediately thought I had been transported back to the bay area. Families of all ethnicities ambled around the complex, the US ambassador was there in red, white, and blue with his family, and a buffet of hamburgers and fries awaited us. Desks inside the embassy seemed to be imported from the US: they even had the same phones as in “The Office,” and the same chairs we had at Mercer.

Marines sang “Proud to be an American,” and the dj played “YMCA,” and other straight up American tunes; I felt like we were in an awkward but amazing wedding, where some people danced all out with drinks in hand and others stared onto the dance floor.

The night culminated in fireworks, which could apparently be seen throughout the city. Not quite State College – top – ten- fireworks in America, but pretty awesome nonetheless.

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