One day we left Red Chilli Kampala and took a five-hour van to Murchinson Falls National Park in Uganda. By the time we got there it was around dinner time. We ordered late and our dinner came at eight, one hour after we had scheduled.
That night a hippo walked into our camp. That was so cool! She grazed and grazed, blocking tents. When my father and I were in our tent, the hippo completely circled our tent. Then she grazed in front of our next door friends’ tent.
Gloria the hippo
In the morning we were woken up early to go on a game drive. We saw hippos, warthogs, elephants, buffalo, Uganda Kobs, Jackson’s Hartebeests, and lions. When we got back, there were giant warthogs in camp! There was also a baboon on a picnic table. A couple hours later we went on a boat safari. We saw many hippos. We saw birds, too. When we got back Mom put in our orders for dinner and our packed breakfast. We stayed up late and chatted with our friends from England, Italy, Germany, and the US. The next morning, we woke up early, drove a mini game drive, then left.
Last night we went to the Ndere Center in Kampala, Uganda. They show traditional dances while you eat dinner. Before or after every single dance, they talked about the dance. Many people would dance to a song at once. It was traditional dances danced to traditional music. They also had one dance from Rwanda and drums from Burundi.
At one point they joked about Obama. They said that Obama was not a name but an acronym. They said it stood for Original Black African Managing America.
There were a lot of kids there, too. I meant three others there, but there had to be at least twenty other kids. The kids I met were ages 2, 4, 5, and 10. The four year old was named Andrew. He was from Germany, I think. He was speaking German. The ten year old was from Uganda. His name was Samuel and was one of the dancers in the show. I think the other two are from Uganda. At the end we all mixed and danced and partied and it was just fun.
Hey everyone! Now it’s time for me to leave Rwanda. . Rwanda is the densest country in Africa that is not an island. It is one of the smallest countries in Africa. The only country that is smaller is Burundi. It also as twelve million people. That’s amazing!
These are my favorite things about Rwanda.
The number one hotel in Rwanda that we stayed at is Hotel du Lac in Rusizi. It is the best because it has a restaurant, bar, pool, and a pool table. The food was good, too.
The top three restaurants in Rwanda that we have eaten at are Top View Hill Hotel Restaurant, Bourbon Coffee, and Shokola. Top View Hill was the best, and Shokola was number three. They have good food!
I had lots of fun. My favorite activity was touring the Islands in Lake Kivu. It was so fun! I also liked trekking Colobus Monkeys in Nyungwe forest. That was fun, too.
Something else that was fun was learning about their cultural history. I learned that the they used hunting dogs before they were colonized. They gave their dogs wild game meat to eat. I also learned that they made fabric from bark. I learned that the Belgians built a modern palace for the Rwandan King. I also learned that the traditional king had a milk hut and a beer hut. A virgin girl was to live in the milk hut. No men or boys were allowed in the milk hut. A virgin boy was to live in the beer hut. No women or girls were allowed in the beer hut.
In Rwanda, there are many kinds of primates. I learned that they have over 15 different kinds of primates in Rwanda. These include gorillas and chimps, humans and colobi, and all kinds of monkeys.
That lunch was goo-ood!
The food was good, too. I specifically liked the dairy and the break from vegetables. There aren’t many green vegetables in Rwanda. The only vegetables in Rwanda are starchy vegetables like corn and potatoes. Peas are also in the diet of the locals. They also had some goat, cow, and fish.
The people were very nice. They were very helpful by giving directions when we needed them. They beamed when I said “Muraho”, hello to them in their language. They said “Muraho” back to me. They were very friendly.
It was all like BOOM! It was awesome. Rwanda amazed me, because I knew nothing about it before I started. Before the trip, I thought it would be open savannah. No one would think that a part of Eastern Africa like Rwanda is hilly and chilly. I have never been in more of an amazing country.
The other day, we took a boat tour of a few of Lake Kivu’s many islands.
First we boated to Napoleon Island. Then we got out and hiked. As soon as we got out we saw some 🐄🐄 cows. Then we saw a snakeskin. We walked on the trail. There was a lot of 🐄 cow poop on the trail. We heard loud screeching noises all around us. We thought our guide said they were birds. When he showed us, they were not birds. They were bats. Huge fruit bats. They freaked out my parents.
Bats!!!
Bat!
At the top of Napoleon Island
When we got to the top, our guide showed us 🐄 cow island. I called it Grandpa Catfish Island because it looked like an old catfish. There were many 🐄🐄 cows on Grandpa Catfish Island and Napoleon Island. We got back down, saw many lizards, and then saw the 🐄🐄 cows again. Some of the 🐄🐄 cows were calves.
Monkey
Then we headed to King Island. There we saw a monkey. We gave the monkey some bananas. He peeled and ate all the bananas.
Then we went to Peace Island. People camped on it. We swam there. We had to head back because there was a storm.
Our day was fun. We had seen a monkey, some 🐄🐄 cows, bats, and lizards. It was a very exciting day.
Note: I wasn’t allowed into all parts of the museum. I wrote this post myself. (I write all posts myself.)
– James Marshall, Round the World Kid – age 10
The Rwandan Genocide was one of the worst things that happened in the history of the Earth. It is so bad it is only comparable to what happened with Hitler and the Jews and the Genocide in Cambodia. In just twenty minutes 1,000 people were killed. That’s 50 people per minute. In total 1,000,000 people were killed, and 2,000,000 people were misplaced. At that time, there were only 7,000,000 people in the country.
None of this hate was present before the late 1800s. It all stirred up when Rwanda was colonized.
First the Germans came in 1895 and declared Rwanda a German colony. When the Germans lost in World War I, the Belgians came and took it over. There was some good in colonization. The colonists brought technology, education, healthcare, knowledge. But for the most part, colonization was bad.
When the Belgians introduced the Identity Card, they classified everyone as Hutu, Tutsi, and Twa. You were classified based on the number of cows you or the oldest male member of your family had. Tutsi people had at least ten cows. The Hutu majority had less than ten cows. According to the Belgians, 1% was Twa, 15% was Tutsi, and 84% was the Hutu majority. The Belgians preferred the Tutsi and used them in controlling the country. The Tutsi were getting the best jobs, educations, and the most power. This made some of the Hutu afraid that they would take their jobs and money and other things away. After time, some of the Hutu’s fear turned into hate, which eventually turned into pure evil. When the Hutus were put into power, some of them separated Tutsis from Hutus at school. Some Hutus started killing Tutsis, though it was small scale. When Rwanda gained independence from Belgium in 1962, they put the Hutu majority in power. In the early 1990s, some of the Hutu started preparing for genocide. They were taught how to use guns. Those who didn’t have guns, which was most people, used a machete.
The U.N. was tipped off. They knew that something terrible would happen. But none of the world, not Japan, not Russia, none of Europe, not even the U.S. interfered. One of the most horribly amazing parts of the story is that many countries had the ability to stop it, but they chose not to. They were not just tipped off like, “hey, we’re getting suspicious”. They knew very specific details. They knew that Rwanda was borrowing money from French banks to buy thousands of machete from China. There were two thousand troops from Western countries inside Rwanda at the time. They just came in and took the white people out.
One day, the Hutu president was in a plane with the president of Burundi when his plane was shot down. There were no survivors. The Hutu people said, “Hey look, the Tutsi have killed our president”. A few hours later, the genocide started. No one knows who shot the plane down. It could have been a Tutsi person, like the Hutu said. It also could have been the Hutu themselves.
Many Tutsi was killed during the genocide. Not all the Hutu were killing the Tutsi. Some Hutu resisted the genocide. Those who did where also killed. Innocent men, women and children were killed. Even young babies were killed. So many young adults were killed that when I go walking around with my parents 20 years later, we almost never see someone my parents’ age.
But there is also a story of hope inside. A mostly Tutsi army came back and stopped the Genocide. No other country helped them fight, not even their neighbors, Uganda, Burundi, Tazania or the D.R.C. They were all alone in fighting. Twenty years later, there are very tall skyscrapers in Kigali. It is very organized. People even stop at red lights and crosswalks! This might seem casual to you, but no one did this in Uganda or Kenya! Now they are making a huge effort to forgive and move forward. It sounds very hard to forgive, but it is even harder to forget. Imagine being a survivor of the Genocide and your family members have been killed. How hard is it to forgive and not seek revenge?
The impact of the story on me is like running into a brick wall. It just amazed me that Rwanda was like that 20 years ago. Rwanda is just so clean and organized today that it is hard to image that people were being killed in mass 20 years ago. In fact, Kigali looks like this!
One day, we went to a The King’s Palace Museum in Nyanza, Rwanda. There were three parts. One part was the traditional palace, the next was the royal cattle, and finally was the modern palace.
Royal Cattle
My favorite part was the royal cattle. First we saw the big adult cattle, and then we saw their baby cattle. When we saw the adult cattle, the royal cattle caretaker came and let us in. He brought a pregnant cow. The royal cattle are special because they all have horns on their heads and beads on their heads. They are also very smart and sweet, like pet dogs. The royal calves were like this too. Their ages ranged from five months to one month. When they reached a year old, their horns were fully grown.
Before that, we saw the traditional hut complex. First we saw the king’s large hut. It had a bed for two. Even though the wife was not allowed to climb over the husband to get into the bed, the husband could climb over the wife. Next we saw the milk hut. At the front were many jugs. The biggest was used for shaking milk to make butter. One jug had the purpose of storing milk. A different one was used in collecting milk from the cow. Another was used in drinking for the adults. An alternative jug was used in drinking for the children. The smallest one was used for the little babies to drink from. Every family had a pot to shake milk into butter with. When their daughter got married, she took one with her. This tradition still goes on today. Next we saw the beer hut. The pots there were made to store beer and to test beer.
With Milk Jugs
On the King’s Thrown
Jug from the Beer Hut
The next museum was the modern palace. I mainly looked at the maps of Rwanda’s kingdom. In the 19th century, their kingdom extended into the D.R.C, Uganda, Brundi, and Tanzania, but when Europe divided Africa, their kingdom shrunk.
Yesterday I rode my first motorcycle, called a boda boda. It’s called a boda boda because people would shout “boarder boarder” to get a ride to the boarder, but with their accent it sounds like boda boda. I thought it would be scary but it was actually fun!
Halfway through our total time in Rwanda, we found ourselves in the Butare/Huye bus station trying to get to Nyungwe National Park. In the end we got a taxi. On our way there, we saw a big chimpanzee. He crossed the road and kept on walking. The next day we took a 130-meter canopy walk. First we hiked down, then did the walk above the canopy, then hiked back. That day we walked our tails off because we had walked five extra miles in the tea plantations. That’s another post.
In the tea plantations
The day after we trekked for Angolan Colobus Monkeys. Their leader was very strange. She was a hybrid of Red-tailed monkey and Mona monkey. Colobus monkeys have many natural predators. Young are taken by large eagles, and chimpanzees will occasionally kill and eat adult colobuses. A colobus is no match compared to a chimpanzee. The weakest chimpanzee is 20 times stronger than the strongest colobus. Colobus Monkeys avoid them by sitting in little branches that cannot support the weight of a chimp. Chimps catch them by hiding in branches when they jump to branch to branch. The chimps kill Colobus Monkeys by breaking their necks. They are eaten with herbs, like a colobus casserole. But, their leader did not allow this, because when the chimps came, she would be in front. The chimps would turn around, because Mona monkeys are friends with chimps. We saw them follow the leader and we walked back through the tea plantations. I’m so tired but I don’t have to go to sleep now.
Do you remember my post, GIASCO Boys? It is a post about the boys that GIASCO (Getting Involved with African Street Children Organization) takes care of. Twenty-nine former street children are given food, water, shelter, and education. Click the link to read the full post.
When we were with the boys in Jinja in Mid-July, we donated mattresses, sheets, and mattress protectors because that was what they needed most. Now I am raising money to buy shoes for them. They do have shoes, but those are their school shoes and they cannot wear them during free time.
The shoes will be given to them on August 14, during their annual birthday party. We have until July 31 to donate. We are trying to raise $450(about £290 British Pounds) for shoes for all 29 of the boys. To donate, click below. Be sure to type “SHOES” in the message box of your donation form. Will you PLEEEEEEEASE help me buy shoes for the boys?
To Donate:
Click on link below, then scroll to the bottom of the page and click on the blue “Support GI ASCO” box Click here to donate.
I’m so strong…because those mattresses were heavy!
Me helping unload the mattresses we donated.
Me and Gerald, the co-founder and warden of GIASCO.
On Saturday, in Kampala, Uganda, we went to a restaurant called The Lawns. They served all kinds of wild game including Springbok, Blesbok, Ostrich, Kudu, Crocodile, Impala, and occasionally Wildebeest. I ate an ostrich burger. Mom had a Kudu steak. And Dad had a game meat platter. He could have chosen four of the six following: springbok, Blesbok, ostrich, kudu, crocodile, and Impala. His first choice was Impala, because he just had to have Impala in Kampala. He also chose crocodile and ostrich, because he wanted the bird, the reptile, and the mammal. He also chose kudu. He says the reason for this is “‘cus I kudu it”. The ostrich burger was the one of best burger I have had since I was born. That’s a long time!
Sploosh! “James, look up!” I refused to obey my father. I was scared. Next time, I decided.
The whole time we rode with two girls named Jade and Jamie. They are nice girls that live in Uganda and raft the Nile a lot. They are about my age. Jade told me all about every single rapid. She sometimes asked our guide for information.
We had just finished the rapid Retrospect. The next rapid we rode was part of the rapid The Bad Place. Then was the rapid Vengeance, which was a little scary. Next we surfed on a rapid called The Little Wave. It was actually a little wave. Afterwards, we rode Hair of the Dog. That was the most fun. Next was Cool Shaker. Finally was my favorite… Nile Special.
It was so much fun. I looked up on all of them except Retrospect. I think that rafting on the Nile is awesome and that everyone should do it.
On Monday, July 13, we heard of an organization for street boys, Getting Involved with African Street Children Organization (GIASCO). It is run by Gerald, the bar manager at our hostel and his wife, Sarah. We heard about it by talking to him and Sophie, who was a nursing student for another organization in Jinja for the summer. We decided to check it out. We went to the home were the street boys lived.
It had a nice big yard, a big dining room, a medium-sized kitchen, and an outside kitchen/office, as far as I saw. The dining room was also the entry room, and it had a very accurate map, and the reason I consider it accurate is because it included South Sudan, which most maps don’t do. It also showed every flag of every country. It was a nice place, and it was just as good of a organization. The boys are provided with food, water, shelter, and education. The organization pays for their school fees, because school in Uganda is not free.
I played a little soccer with the boys. We ate dinner with the boys. It was posho and beans. Posho is like Ugali, which is like a cake made of maize with no icing. It is not sweet at all. It is bland on its own, but with something else it tastes just like that other thing. The boys were really nice.
After a Ugandan All Friends’ pizza, I wiggled my tooth. It popped loose on one side.I decided to then pull it out. It was painless, but the napkin was covered in blood.
GROSS!
We asked the waiter what Ugandan kids do when they lose their tooth.He said the kids throw the tooth away, and then the adult tooth grows in fast.
We also decided to ask one of the workers at our hostel. When we got back to our hostel, I showed the barman at our hostel’s restaurant my tooth. He said that you hide it and the rat comes and takes it and leaves you money. I put my tooth it in a plastic water bottle.I put the bottle under my bed.
In the morning, my baby tooth was gone, as well as the cap. Instead, there was a 1,000 Ugandan Shilling bill in the bottle! That might seem like a lot, but it is not. $1 U.S. is worth 3,300 Ugandan Shillings. So the rat gave me about 33 cents. That’s not a lot at all! But it is enough to play two games of pool at my hostel.
Today when we were walking around we started naming things we missed from the U.S. One thing that popped up was unlimited data and free/strong wifi. We took those two things for granted in the U.S. We thought we’d always have it no matter where we went. But now that we don’t have those things, we appreciate them. So the lesson learned is never to take ANYTHING for granted and to take advantage of things you have in the time you have them ESPECIALLY when they are about to go away. Always appreciate, never take for granted.
Today we stopped by a chicken place for lunch. It served greens, chicken, and Ugali. We heard some clucking behind the fence. Dad said, “Well, at least it’s fresh,”. Occasionally some chickens were thrown inside. Then a man came in with a knife. Not a single chicken survived. Later the kids looked inside and saw that they were feathering, decapitating, gutting, and cleaning the now dead chickens.
The kill
The food was yummy. And the chicken…. its death was honored enough by being cooked well, tasting yummy and ending up in our bellies. I think that if you go to that restaurant too, you’ll say the same.
My family went on a game drive today. We first saw some rescued chimps. We saw all but one chimp. That was very lucky. Our luck didn’t end there. Right when we came from the chimp center, I screamed, “Elephant!”. There was an African Elephant right there. “Not so loud,” said my dad. We watched the poor thing limp to wherever it was going. The experience was still magical. Then, we moved on. We kept seeing many animals: a couple of black rhinos, many, many, many zebras and antelope. We found a couple of sleeping lions, one an adult female the other a young male. We moved on, saw some pheasants, and found a young female lion, looking for something to hunt.
Zebras groomingLions!!ELEPHANT!!!
Now, let’s got to the viewpoint of the warthog, which we were watching the lioness hunt..
I was merely searching for food for my babies, when this lioness crept near to me. A few seconds passed, then I forgot about the lion, even though I was staring right at it. Then, it came closer. Very close. Too close. I ran into my burrow, and the lioness came and laid down next to my burrow. About thirty minutes later, I forgot about the lioness right outside my burrow……….and……..I DIED!!! (as far as we saw – We didn’t actually see the warthog die. But I bet that warthog still died).
My family went to Bomas of Kenya, a place where they held traditional dances. At the end of the Luo Drinking Party, where the people danced and drank and partied and drank and sung and drank till everyone got drunk and went home, some characters had a hard time getting home. One audience member was taken by the Luo but eventually came back and rejoined the audience.
Luo Drinking PartyDrunk LuoAcrobats and fire
Then came the acrobats for the finale. They did some stunts then “played with fire”. One guy stuck a torch in another’s pants. The guy who got “torched” became angry. The “torcher” gave him a torch. The next time the man got “torched” he got revenge on the “torcher” by doing the same. Then one extinguished the flame by putting it in his mouth. Then the other ignited a “fire limbo”. They did the limbo like you or I would, except with fire. Then they lowered it to half the height and did the limbo. Then they decreased it to only two beer bottles high. Then one. But every time, they were successful. Then they did some more stunts, and it was over.
Acrobats LimoAll-body stunt
We then saw some examples of the styles of the huts of many tribes. We had fun picking which tribes we would like best based on the huts.
The huts in the Embu and another tribe were small.
Dad and I preferred to be Kikuyu. The huts were pretty large and the boys didn’t share a hut with any adults or the sisters, but with each other.
Mom liked the Luo best of all, being the first (and only (for eternity)) wife, since she had a large house and a verandah (sort of like a patio). Dad, being the husband disliked the husband’s example hut for the Luo, because even I had to duck to get in and out of the tiny, low hut.
Luo First Wife HutLuo Husband Hut
The last one we saw was the Mijikenda. The huts were shaggy and small, like the Embu. But mom still liked it, probably because the first wife had the biggest hut in all the tribes. We enjoyed the experience, all of it. It was great.
Me, my mom, and my dad had a 14-hour layover in London on June 25, 2015.
The first thing we did was have breakfast with our friends. Guy (the 9-year-old boy) had already finished his breakfast, while Coco (Guy’s 6-year-old sister) had patiently waited. After breakfast (which was cereal) we played soccer in the small field. Guy won against me and Coco and then me alone (He is a very good soccer player).
Then we had a tour of the city. ON FOOT. First we saw Big Ben. It was just a very a big clock tower.
Next we saw Westminster Abbey and Downing Street. I took a picture with the policemen.
Next we got hot dogs on a stand outside Westminster Abbey.
We saw Royal horse-guards on our way to Trafalgar Square.
There the adults got lunch to go. We then walked to St. James Park. The adults had their lunch and the kids their ice cream.
Lastly, on our way back we saw Buckingham Palace and for transportation had a small issue because the westbound District and Circle lines were down.
But we resolved it by taking an Overground train north and switch west. I think all the train system, with the names and colors are really cool.
London was very expensive ( but still- it was cool). To go in somewhere was about 20 pounds per person. To tour on bus was 30 pounds per person. And the “tube” (subway) to the airport (which was called the Piccadilly line) was awful. It was so cramped at the beginning. And it was hot. But, other than a few things, it was great.
Today I went to the headquarters of Education Galaxy, a learning program for kids. I got a sneak peek of a few things; better rankings and new games coming out in a few months.
I met the boss, Mr. Jeremy, and other members of the team. I think it was really cool.
I got my Education Galaxy T-shirt from Mr. Jeremy
Education Galaxy is an education program for kids that has questions and games to entertain and educate. I am using it because I need something I can take around the world, have fun, and learn at the same time. It is space-themed, and the games have different rockets you can choose from. There are different alien rankings, too. The ultimate one is an Alien Superhero.
This is me testing out “Zigzag”
While I was there, I got to play a round of the two new games, “Zigzag”, and “Asteroids”. I especially liked the game, “Zigzag”. They asked me some questions, and answered my own. I think it is cool that they are my sponsors. It was kind of like an interview.
Today I turned 10! Yay! But that means I only have 7 days left in the U.S. Boooooooooooooooooooooo! I wanted to spend more time with my cousin. For the party, we had a pool party at Aunt Brenda’s Community center. It was very fun. We played “Shark tag” and slid in the waterslide. Then we had cake. It was delicious! Then I got four iTunes gift cards worth $100 total. I haven’t used any of the money yet, but I haven’t downloaded it onto my iPad yet either. I will use it on video games, I think. Being ten means I am one year older than I was.
TBT! I went to Istanbul,Turkey in 2007. The food was yummy! And I am going back there in a few months. I am exited to see Instanbul again!
Click here if you want too see more of my earlier travels in Istanbul, Turkey, because it was awesome because the food was yummy because the food was yummy.
I had to go through all my stuff and I only had one giant suitcase to put it in. That was all I could take to Panama because we are selling almost everything and traveling to five continents for ten months. I packed most of my stuffed animals, some books, one board game, and ten cars. I also packed a starter truck. It was very hard. One of my stuffed animals wouldn’t fit, and I couldn’t pack any more cars. I didn’t have room for anything else. I wish I had more room. But I am still grateful for the stuff I do have. Now I realize how lucky I am. Even if it doesn’t feel like much, I know that there are some kids in the world with not even an eighth of that. I packed the most important stuff, so I am happy.
Hi. I’m Lambie. Soon I will join James and his family around the world. Today I got “stitched”. Whatever that means. Anyway, here’s the story.
I had had enough of our family monster ripping me apart. I heard my slightly older brother, James, asking my mom to stitch me. Whatever that meant. The next day I woke up in sharp pains. When mom was done, I felt really good. I looked down at myself. My tummy was blue! I loved the new me. Later that day, I was put in a car (I had been in enough of those to know what they were called). In came James. Mom grabbed me and gave me to James. He cuddled me – a lot. “I love the new you,” he said.
We went to Ireland in 2011. It was sheepy. No it was sheepish. No it was … well it had a lot of sheep. Sheep in Ireland are like free range chickens in the U.S. Sometimes they are in the middle of the road! The owners have to paint their sheep so they do not get confused.
East Africa. We will be going to East Africa first. My parents’ friends will house us. Their names are Alex and Tabitha. They have two daughters. When we get there, one will be five and the other will be two or three. We will be going to Kenya, Uganda, and Rwanda. I am most exited to see the giraffes in Kenya.
This was my last day of school in America. We watched the movie “Hoot”. We also had lots more extra recess. It is based on the novel by Carl Hiaasen. It is about saving the legally protected burrowing owls in Florida. I liked it.
I am happy that I do not have to go to school for the majority of the week. I am sad I won’t see my friends again.
Mostly I am looking forward to awesome summer and Clash of Clans.
My favorite part of the last day was watching hoot, eating pancakes, and drinking orange juice all at the same time. I loved it.
The note below is a good-bye note for my leaving with no return. Vishwa made it, and he got people he thought I would want to sign it , to sign it. Some wrote their own little note. It is obvious I have many, many friends. I even made friends with the teachers!
On January 5, 2015, my mom, my dad, and I got vaccinations at the travel clinic at Emory hospital to prevent diseases. Imagine a needle with a little bit of Rabies (rabies shot) getting poked in. That was what happened to me. My eyes swelled up in tears. A few escaped. Then a Yellow Fever vaccination that barely hurt came near my right armpit. I shortly lost track of it. It didn’t hurt later. Dad got four shots: Tetanus, Yellow Fever, Hepatitis B, and Hepatitis A. Mom got two. The first time she looked like she was about to pass out. Really, mom. On the second she nearly cried. What was it? It was either Hepatitis B or Yellow Fever. We will get more shots, but those are other stories!
Mom getting her shotMe getting last Japanese Encephalitis shot