Debswana -Part 1, The Diamond mine

About a month after Thom moved to Botswana he had the opportunity to go to the Jwaneng diamond mine. The Diamond mine is the largest diamond mine in the world by production. It is truly awesome. Whe we first arrived at the mine we were given a briefing from the mine manager (because Thom was taking the tour with the American Deputy Chief of Mission, essentially the vice-embassador, there was some VIP treatment going on). During the course of the manager's talk he pointed out that it was unfortunate that we were there on Tuesday because Wednesday was free sample day. Maybe next time....

Rather than try to narrate the trip we thought it would be easier to post some pictures and then describe the pictures. A lot of these pictures don't really need much description as there main goal is to emphasize how big everything is. So here we go....

These first two shots are included to try to give a scope to the size of the mine. At the top of the mine it is roughly 2.5 km by 1.5 km across. The other thing that can kind of be seen in the pictures is the 2 different kinds of soil/rock The diamonds are located in the kimberlite which is the very gray rock.

This next shot is of Thom taken in the dispatcher's control room. The control room is positioned on a tower right on the edge of the mine and the dispatcher can see everything in the pit. The dispatcher is in constant communication with all of the vehicles in the pit and has a computer that is displaying all of the metrics on each vehicle including weight, speed, location, blah, blah, blah.

The next picture is taken from outside the dispatcher's office on the tower. It's another great shot of the mine and specifically you should notice all of the vehicles that are grouped together on the left hand side. That was the active part of the mine for the day. A truck is being filled up about once every minute.

We started heading over to the active part of the mine and passed a fully loaded truck (below). Notice above the front wheel there is a LED display. That display shows how many Metric Tonnes of rock are in the truck. Another interesting bit of trivia is that everytime a truck heads up the hill it has on average 300 carrats of diamonds in it.

In the picture below, the trucks are getting loaded by this massive "steam" shovel. This is an awesome sight and incredibly loud. Every scoop of rock that the shovel dropped into the truck was about 45 tonnes. It was kind of scary just standing that close. The other cool thing to note is that the shovel is electric.

The next picture is included to show the scale of the operation and the size of the trucks. The wheels of the truck are about 9 feet in diameter. and the trucks are about 25 feet high. In the center of the picture you can see the full size bus we were riding around in.

Below is the primary rock crusher. It's job is to crush all stone so that there is no stone more than15 cm in diameter. It's pretty darn effective. We've also included a shot of a truck dumping rocks into the crusher and the mess it makes.

After the rocks are crushed they are loaded onto this conveyer system and then taken up the hill for the rest of the processing. We weren't allowed to see that mostly for security reasons.

So that's pretty much the adventure of the world's biggest producing diamond mine. Hopefully in a couple of weeks I will have a few more photos to share of the Kimberly mine in South Africa which is the largest man made whole in the ground.

Our Love Hate Relationship

Some days are just hard and we call those the "I-Hate-Botswana" days. For example, at the end of February, Debra's laptop stopped working and a day later, Thom's computer stopped working. Debra's laptop was still under warranty and had to be sent back to the US as the country of purchase. We can only hope we will see it again.

Thom's computer though needed to be replaced. Purchasing a new Dell was reasonably painless. But transferring the data from the old computer to the new computer turned out to be one of our worst I-Hate-Botswana days. We went to a couple of electronics and computer supply stores but none of them had the external hard drive case that Thom needed. One of his IT staff gave him a lead on a store out close to the airport so at lunch one day we headed out to find it.

We found what we thought to be the store but it was basically an internet cafe with a few computer hardware pieces on display in the window. Thom called his contact who assured him that was the correct store. We found the part that Thom needed in one of the window cases and finally asked a woman if she worked there. She explained she was waiting for us to address her since she wasn't sure if we were shopping or waiting for someone else (?).

The rest of the encounter went something like this...
Thom said he wanted to buy an external hard drive case and she said, "We don't have those." Thom said, "What about that one in the window?"
The strange sales clerk said, "Oh you just want the box not an external hard drive?"
Thom said, "Yes, that's why I said hard drive 'case'."

The strange sales clerk managed to find the key to the window case (eventually) and had Thom double/triple confirm that was what he wanted and acknowledge that it was in fact just a "box". Thom also asked to purchase a UPS which she was able to add to our order. Then the difficulties really began.

The hard drive case wouldn't scan. There was no price listed in the window case or on any of the boxes in the window case. The strange sales clerk hunted around for several minutes leaving the store at one time, going to the store next door, going to the back of the shop, calling someone on the phone, but all to no avail. She finally explained that the item was not included on the price list and the manager had instructed her not to sell it until he could confirm the price. She ended by saying, "Perhaps you'll pop back in tomorrow to buy it?"

Thom was already out the door grumbling, "I hate Botswana." Which left Debra to say, "Probably not," to the strange sales clerk as she hurried to catch up with Thom.

But then there are other days that elicit the reaction, "I love this place!". One of our recent I-Love-This-Place days, was right after Easter. Both of us had been sick back and forth for several weeks but then Debra developed a cough that was keeping everybody awake at night and nyquil just wasn't helping at all. We mentioned at lunch with friends one day that what we really needed was cough syrup with codeine in it. And one of our sources of insider information told us to just go to the pharmacy. Usually that sort of stuff can be sold without a prescription around here.

So after a coughing incident at work that made everyone think Debra had developed TB after working in the program for a couple of days, we headed off to the Skylab Pharmacy next to our Braai Place (more about that in a future blog).
We went to the back of the store and Debra told the nice helpful pharmacist, "I need something for this terrible cough." And the phamacist asked, "is it a dry cough?" and then starts laying out stuff on the counter. And then he instructed, "take this pill" and Debra did and then he said "drink 2 caps of this" and she did and then he told her "chew this" and she did (right there at the counter in the pharmacy). We ended up with a week supply of cipro, a bottle of cough syrup with codeine, and too many chewable vitamin C tablets and a promise that Debra would start filling better in 4 hours. It actually took about 24 hours but Debra did finally stop coughing. Oh, and our total bill at the pharmacy -- about $12!! We love this place!

A Walk in the Park

First we must apologize because there are no pictures to accompany this post. Yesterday just didn't seem like the sort of day that would need a camera. But the story is too fabulous not to share.

May 1 is a holiday in Botswana -- Labor Day. Because we had the day off, we booked a walking tour at Mokolodi (the game park 15 minutes outside of town, see previous posts for more). We arrrived at 10:00 am for our tour (as booked several days before) and were told that we couldn't have a booking at 10:00 because the walks were done at 7:30 and 4:00. We sorted that out and finally set off with our guide to experience Mokolodi on foot.

Our guide explained that most likely we would not see many animals because they come out in the early morning and late afternoon but we didn't mind about that. We really just wanted to be out in the fabulous fall weather walking around seeing the park from a different perspective. The guide seemed to want to make up for the lack of animals by pointing out all the different plants and quizzing us relentlessly about them but otherwise it was a lovely walk.

We started out by the Animal Sanctuary which neither of us had paid attention to before. They keep injured animals there and then release them back into the park when they are well again. Some of the animals are never well enough to leave the sanctuary. There is a pair of grey fluffy vultures there that are absolutely hilarious. They can't fly so they'll never leave the sanctuary. One of the them followed us around as we walked the perimeter of the fence. It was just weird. We'll get a picture of him the next time we're out there.

Then we walked along examining animal foot prints and poo and saw a couple of wart hogs. We stopped to drink some cokes that the guide had brought along and then we rounded a corner and came up on a giraffe. Yep it was quite a moment. He was standing there having a snack off the top of a tree and we just stood there about 15 meters away. It was such a totally different perspective and feeling just walking up on a giraffe without any fences or cars or any barriers. It was so, for lack of a better word, natural. We could have stayed there all day checking him out but our guide started getting bored so we headed off.

As we walked back to the park entrance we came up on the one thing that Thom wanted to see. That's right, ostriches. Thom had recently seen the "Dirty Jobs" episode about the ostrich farm and was ready to wrangle ostriches. Well it turns out that undomesticated ostriches aren't really into being wrangled. From ground level they are really big (and goofy).

So that was it. We headed home and the rest of the day was just as fabulous.