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Another day on a long winding road on horrible highway RN7 before we reach Antsirabe, it can take anywhere between 5 and 7 hours depending on traffic. We have been in this town at the beginning of the trip and so we are just stopping for one night, at Hotel Trianon. Our last big car ride will be from Antsirabe to Tana (the Capital) staying at Sakamanga to enjoy the pool for our last day in Madagascar. Francois and I will fly out to Ile Maurice and the Seychelles and the girls are on ...
... dont needed to rent a mountain bike, the garage of paul is full! Finally other bikes are all for repair. Here everything takes times doing, thinking, is life, Mora Mora, which means, cool/quiet. We must live in Madagascar a long time to fully understand what this means...mora mora ( moura moura ).
More you quickly integrate this notion, a way of being somehow, more you understand the things. Get instead a Malagasy, and ...
This weekend, as part of YAGM in-country orientation, the
Mada-GARs went to the Malagasy countryside for a homestay. We stayed with a very generous family, who made
sure we never (I mean never) went
hungry. We tried some new foods and
drinks- typical Malagasy meals, corn in milk, and my favorite was definitely warm
fresh milk with sugar and a type of Malagasy cake (similar to pound cake and oh
so delicious). We chased lots of ...
Our three weeks of in-country orientation will soon be coming to a close. These three weeks of orientation have been all about learning. Lots and lots of learning. Word of the day: mianatra (to learn).
All this learning is certainly exciting and I love it, but it is also at times overwhelming. While we have been learning many things about Madagascar and Malagasy life here in orientation, the primary focus has been learning as much of the ...
... Bemo or a Guatemalan chicken bus. Looking back at past experiences helps to keep things in perspective. We were out of the city pretty quick and the scenes became very rural as we twisted and turned up and down the windy roads. This soon had my stomach churning enough to require a pill that I knew would have me crashed out that afternoon but better than throwing up breakfast in the close confines.
Three hours later we were at the bus station outside ...