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... and when they played Dexter's theme song, I had deja vu (or jayda voo as my friend Nilda would say) and my life flashed before me. Oh yeah, I am in Madagascar and they are playing a tune of Dexter's. Of course it's possible but am i dreaming it or did I make this up. Real but unreal at the same time.
Everyone is so kind and thoughtful and happy to hear I love it here. When I come back, it will be as a tourist and I'm sure it will be a completely different experience but ...
... also wandered by a church with some bad singing and then a compound owned by a cult that Mamy described as like Scientology. They make members give them their zebu, as they use them like currency here. The tribe in this area is famous as it is the only one of the 18 Malagasy tribes which is polygamous, and this area is considered relatively rich. This probably explains why you are not bothered by people trying to sell you anything in this village. Just before dinner, ...
... Air Madagascar at 16:55 instead of 16:10. A little delay but at least we will have a flight, we were all worried because our flight was not even on the departures board until 1:45 PM. Once at the airport, there were two drivers to greet us. The hotel sent a pick-up and our driver for the month. We told the hotel pickup that we never requested a shuttle service since we had our own driver. All was well after a ...
... said. " Oh, no cakes then!" I said. We had to search out one of the security guards ( they get asked to solve all sorts of problems!) and he found a gas tank and connected it up for us. The resulting delay resulted in the cakes not being up to blue-ginger standards, but when smothered in toppings they looked pretty impressive. We did a formal testing of the cake .
" Tsara be!" ( very good!) and then left the girls to ...
... sit firmly in this taxi until we got our papers back. We weren’t going to budge either.
This continued on. The police officer stood firm in demanding our visas, and we barked back our rights. The slight french woman who hadn’t noticed the rather large rifle on his back was ready to get out of the taxi to face him head on. The swiss and I nixed that idea immediately and redirected our energies to getting out of this mess.
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