Madidi Lodge Lilongwe
9/367, behind crossroads, private bag 205 Lilongwe, Malawi
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A very long walk
This morning, I decided to catch up with my blog for all you avid readers that are, obviously, hanging on my every word. However, by the time I got all set up to start, my internet time ran out, so I needed a plan b.
Having seen the red cross building yesterday on the journey home, I set out to pay them a visit. I wandered to the main road via a complicated set of minor roads, taking pictures as I went so I could find my way back later, and waited ...
Escape from Trucklife
... on the limited progress information I had, and after a 7-hour very interesting conversation with a man called Joy about his rehab in Mzuzu and life, work, politics and religion in Malawi, I finally arrived and was incredibly happy to see Emily, meet her gorgeous hubby Olly, get my own room and privacy, have a hot shower (whoop whoop!!) and sit on a sofa. The luxury I felt as I sipped my hot chocolate before bed was beyond ...
Lake Malawi!
... The whole school trip really put into perspective how lucky children are in Canada, and especially how lucky I am to have the resources available that I want and need at home. I certainly won’t be complaining about having a class of 20 students anymore.
After 2 days at Kande Beach, we moved further north up the lake to Chitimba Camp. This campsite wasn’t as nice as the other one but still we ...
Could you smoke all of this?
... proved successful and after twenty or so minutes I had gone from no picture to a picture of the bike and a picture with me on it with one of the 5-O stood behind. That picture demonstrates the soberness of the officers as the main guy took it and only just managed to get the three of us in!
The evening was spent watching the Champions League with a highly excitable German, Matthias' team Borussia Dortmund were playing against Arsenal. To his relief it finished ...
Des and Grace Take Lilongwe Home
So this was the end of the line for Des and Grace in Malawi. We had shared some very special moments listening to elephants walk through our camp in pitch darkness; cooking pork crackling on the most ingenious roasting setup ever; being lost for words with the moronic system (or lack of system) on the Ilala; witnessing a fishing community at its busiest; and coming closer than was comfortable to death-by-venom. It was always going ...


