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... There are so many beautiful things--embroidery, wood carvings, artwork, miniature tin cars and buses, lambas (cloths women wear here), scarves, and more. We were on a deadline so I will have to go back. I am definitely going back.
After the shopping trip, I went back to my hotel to dress for the evening concert tribute to Dexter. Then we went to dinner where I had something very delicious--soupe de poisson and foie gras (sorry, vegetarians). Then to the big concert. It ...
... face of the granite cliff. It was a rewarding but at times tough walk, we lost the path a few times and had to guess. We stumbled across a strange dry stone wall under a huge rock cave at one point, we're not sure what it was exactly but maybe a tomb of some sort. Then we continued on as far as we could go, the rocks got very slippery and it started to drizzle but we made it almost to the exact start of the cliff. There was definitely one part where I was a bit scared- I needed ...
... a two three day plus journey in the back of a truck. Whilst I am reasonably experienced in the ‘journeys from hell’ pantheon, what I had read about Madagascar did fill me with in-trepidation. However this news was a real tonic and within 24 hours all three flights were sorted and booked for a sum of money that which was just slightly more than one flight’s full price quoted in the Lonely Planet.
My first travel ...
I bought a big bag of freshly popped popcorn, and after a suspicious initial tasting, they ate it with gusto and total concentration.
Most of them managed to walk around very well. especially when their little little legs had to clamber up big rough steps.... they don't usually have this much excercise. Another refueling stop for cookies, bananas and water and then we all piled into the hot mini bus for the journey ...
... hoping there actually wasn’t a checkpoint and that the driver had been mistaken, and drove a little ways in absolute silence.
And then we saw him - in all his glory. A police officer, in full gear, with flashlight in hand and a large rifle strapped to his back, standing in the dark, in the middle of the street barring our path.
The taxi driver pulled over and opened the windows, a trained man. The flashlight was quickly ...