I just recently returned from an incredible trip to Africa with one of my best friends. I would love to share every single detail of the camel-riding, souks-shopping, safari-camping experience, but alas I know this is not a travel blog. However, I did observe something that relates to non-toxic living that I wanted to share: lots and lots of trash.
Our travels took us through Morocco, Tanzania, and Zanzibar and it’s difficult to share just one aspect of the trip, especially one like trash which is such a downer compared to every other amazing thing we experienced: flavorful foods, breathtaking landscapes, and fascinating people. But perhaps it is because of all the wonders I saw that I was so shocked and saddened by the endless litter scattered around streets and homes in the places we visited.
Now, America is by no means litter-free, especially in cities like DC. But visiting countries that are still developing is really eye-opening to just how much an organized trash collection system makes a difference in people’s lives. And going from the U.S. to Morocco and then onto Tanzania was very interesting because it allowed us to see various levels of development in the world.
The Moroccan cities we visited had buildings, paved roads, and lots of restaurants and stores. Garbage was noticeable on many of the busier city streets, and in the medinas (old, walled parts of the cities). We saw some dumpsters in alleyways as a means of trash collection but they were often overflowing and crawling with dozens of stray cats.
Riding camels in Essouira
Sacré, a former church in Casablanca
Beautiful architecture in the medina
The rooftop pool at our Marrakech riad
Women in a cooperative making argan oil
Dumpster with stray cats
Then on our first day in Tanzania, we drove through the small city of Arusha. It was the middle of the day and there were people crowding the streets on foot, on motorbikes, and with wagons full of goods to sell. One of the many sights that struck me as we drove through the city was how much trash there was ALL over the place. Plastic, metal, glass. It was on the streets, and in the bushes, and floating in shallow streams. People of all ages were walking around in it barefoot. I saw people eat food and then just toss the wrapper right on the ground in front of them. There was no trash disposal system, at least not on the outskirts of town and out in the countryside. No public garbage cans let alone recycling bins. It was mind-blowing to see that kind of poverty and so much trash, especially because just a few miles away were the most beautiful and pristine national parks, full of lush grasslands and exotic wildlife.
Lions in the Serengeti
Giraffes in Tarangire
Mama and baby “tembos”
Church built on old slave market, Zanzibar
Took a loooot of panos
Litter on the streets of Zanzibar
At the end of our visit to Tanzania, we had a very heartening experience when we visited Shanga, an open-air workshop in Arusha that employs people with physical disabilities to create beautiful products out of recycled material. I was incredibly humbled to see such a positive and productive operation. People who are deaf, or missing limbs from childhood polio would otherwise have no means to make a living for themselves in Arusha. But here they were part of a supportive community where they could create beautiful art, things like blown glass vases, woven blankets, and beaded jewelry. To add to the wonder of this place, most of the materials were recycled, like old wine bottles melted to created new glass pieces, and my favorite — a rock tumbler made from a salvaged bicycle tire and an old motor.
Shanga shop where the handmade products are sold
Upcycled wine bottle create a wall display
Rock tumbler made from old parts
A beautiful truth
A man expertly weaves on a loom
My culture-shock coming back to the U.S. was almost as deep as it was arriving in Africa. I struggled internally with meshing the beauty and luxury I had seen with the destitution and pollution. I could donate all of my material goods and do volunteer trash collection for the rest of my life and even that wouldn’t make a dent. What I’m starting to realize is that there are things I can realistically do in my everyday life back here in the U.S. to be impactful. The first is to continue to cut back on material items that I really don’t need like plastic bags from pharmacies to hold a pack of gum or plastic utensils with a carry-out meal. Just because I’m lucky enough to live in a place with regular trash pick-up, doesn’t mean I should try to make more trash! Secondly, I can make a more concerted effort to reuse bottles, boxes, wrapping — anything that can be upcycled (thanks Shanga for the inspiration!). And thirdly, I can support great organizations like Shanga that make a difference for humanity and for the planet. If you are interested to learn more or donate, here’s their foundation’s website: www.shanga.org/shangafoundation. You can also order their beautiful products online!
If ever you have the opportunity to travel abroad, I hope you take it. It puts so much into perspective. And the more I see of this world, the more I want to care for it so that future generations can see it too.