The next day starter with a bit of a disaster s my cook group mananged to well and truly stuff up breakfast
. Well, in our defense, the eggs we bought were rotten, and there was no gas to cook anything on, we had run out of bread the day before and had a bit of an adventure trying to buy it in the supermarket (imagine war-time bread queues and people reacting in similar ways as if there was a famine on and you get the picture). So no bread, or anoything else to eat, except cereal and yoghurt. heehee. Just about managed to get a fire going enopugh to make sausage sandwiches for lunch thopugh so all was not lost.
Once arrived at Chitimba beach, right by lake Malwi, we pitched up on the beach which was ideal, especially when the sun rose at 6am the next day.
The next day was a quiet one with most of us hanging round on the beach and in the bar, and venturing to the craft arket outside where i bought a chair and table (which coincidentally today has been rained on through the bus ceiling and i'm worried is now ruined). But if they dry out properly they are gorgeous, all carved with the safari animals. Nice for my new abode, wherever that may be.
4 of the group went on this massive hike up to Livingstonia, the mission town up a mountian, but most of us were sensible and the workds 'massive', 'difficult' and 'hike' were enough to put us off! As was the immense heat.
After a copuple of drive days to get down to Malawi we finally made it to Chitimba Beach campsite. The first drive day was a bit of a disaster. 14 hours on the truck in the end, due to a lovely 3 hour wait for the ferry as one was broken and people kept pushing into the queueu for the other one. Today Clive decided he was going to leave the tour and spend a month on Zanzibar, doing some work with a guy he met there, and then would meet up with the next Oasis truck that woul;d come through a month later. We finally arrived at a cool palce called 'The Farmhouse" at 9 at night (after having left the earlier campsite at 7am!!), where a lovely roast beef meal was waiting for us in a wicked mud-hut restaurant. Myself and angela managed to claim 'the beach' on the truck to sleep on....a cushioned bit where the tour guides normally sleep, which saved us from faffing about with the tent. The stars here were amazing... never been able to see so many, including the Milky Way.