Mdau's letter from Barcelona, Spain

Dear Ankal I have just reached here in the soccer city of Barcelona. Life is good and hectic. Amazed to see the storey cemetery.  Just a cubicle is enough for one's loved one. They look  like pigeon holes, these  burial graves on the hilly side of Airport road. I don’t know what to call it. Good if it can be introduced in the land hungry city of  Dar es Salaam.  Kinondoni cemetery can’t absorb any more bodies. The spectacular busy Ramla avenue Woo oh!  People flocking the city center as if emerging from a big World cup football game.   Spain is an architectural and the apparent s** tourism potential.  God Forgive me.  Not much industrial economy here. Nevertheless their Euro currency is stronger that dollar.  . Cool morning and Chilly nights. Young cheeky gals flocking posh hotels in big numbers. Here you need a long process and certification to demolish or remove a stone from an old building.  Old buildings are preserved, referenced in GPS data base and every stone counted. Contrary to what happened to the Salamander Hotel, the old war veteran's rendezvous?  In Barcelona the city godfathers could have been sent to prison straight for their greedy and  criminal decision to demolish such valuable  heritage edifice.   The traditional paya food and bullfighting is really something . Wonder if they can cope with the eminent total banning of bull fighting.  All in all our core business is to see treatment for all. Hemophilia. Governments have forgotten this group in their treatment regime including health policy. Ciao.    Richard