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Travel Blogs from Antananarivo
... great achievements. But, in Madagascar my definition of success has changed. Here are some of the things I have come up with for why my year in Madagascar has been a success.
When Madagascar was home:
- I developed a strong and happy relationship with my host family and my host siblings were always glad to see ...
... didn’t want to tote around my huge back for an overnight activity. I though a few essentials into my purse and put the bag in the luggage lockup. Afraid that I would miss the Taxi Brousse, I wrote down the number and rushed out the door to find a taxi.
It was a little more than dawn. Traffic had begun. Although taxis went up and up and up the street, all had people in it. I waited for about 10 minutes until an empty one finally came my way.
I asked him the price to ...
It is a truth that life is fragile, ever more so in children, and exponentially more so in developing countries. There are no machines to monitor patients. No beeping or buzzing noises to alert when things go awry. There are no defibrillators, there are missing parts to most pieces of equipments, and there is definitely not enough manpower.
But perhaps the difficulties lie just as much in the fickle nature of health. Where one lives, and where one does not. ...
... we had a whole day to fill. The Lonely Planet guide suggested a walking tour starting at the Rova or Royal Palace, located on the highest hill in Antananarivo. Given how steep and hilly Tana is we opted for a taxi ride, taking in the many church services underway or ending, smartly dressed people spilling out onto the footpaths, no doubt in anticipation of a family Christmas meal. Christianity was given a huge boost in when the Bible was translated ...
... the few Malagasy songs that they chose, but every single one of them featured the Canadian crooner.
Their questionable musical taste aside, the Malagasy are a wonderfully friendly people, automatically smiling when you meet them and generally being trustworthy and helpful to visitors. Especially in the smaller villages the greeting of “Vahza!” (Literally “white man”) was always accompanied by a smile, and only rarely a request ...