Bad Taste in Kande

Trip Start Sep 15, 2012
Trip End May 01, 2013

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Flag of Malawi  , Northern Region,
Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Woke up at 5.30am but dozed off until breakfast duty at 8.30am where we made French toast for the gang and then hit the beach for a swim, sunbathe and general relax.

The guys went into the village to see our piggy being caught and killed for the hog roast tonight and some came back a little green trying to be brave about it all. The arrival of the pig heralded another change in cook group. Ah, the joys of teamwork!

We left the beach and went to the camp cafe for a late lunch followed by a couple of beers and games ahead of the punch, hog and festivities planned for the night. We plied on the beach and in the sea and when four more trucks arrived at the camp the party atmosphere was great! Even better, Kelly was on one of the trucks and re-joined us on Twiga after an extended stay in Zanzibar - we had missed her loads!

Vikki and I decided to forgo a shower and went straight to the bar to start the night in style. We followed this with pork roast (with crackling!) from the pig on the spit and roasted veg for Vikki - it was delicious and we thanked Mr Piggy for being so tasty!

Aluns homemade punch, on the other hand, was like paint stripper containing a big plastic canister of cheap African gin and heaven knows what else! It certainly had the desired effect as in a very short space of time people were flinging themselves round, over and on top of the bar with abandon! The party started in earnest. We exchanged our bad taste clothes with a small introduction on the motives behind our selection and the particular trend or fashion that we were trying to create. Notable success story outfits were Vikki in a spangly white dress, gathered at the front and sporting a batwing design (Alexis Carrington off Dynasty), Brooke (A 6ft plus Aussie guy) in a short sequined number that barely covered his testicles, Alun in a glittery crop top and short skirt laying in the arms of Peter dressed in a material skull cap, crop top and flared 3/4 length trousers and David in a purple negligee and leopard print mini-skirt. By far the star of the show, however, was James in his peach taffeta ball gown with a floaty gossamer wing attachment - and he was loving that frock! But really loving it. To the point that whilst swirling on the bar draping his floaty wing over his face he managed to fall head first into the people dancing below him. Unphased he just picked himself up, adjusted his skirts and continued gliding across the floor with grace and elegance...his wife looked a little concerned when confronted with the photographic evidence the next day!

Emily was the next bar diving casualty as the music pumped and the punch penetrated brain cells, and later there were a couple of tour relationships firmly cemented on that dance floor - it was like a school disco from the eighties but 'jolly' good fun was had by all!
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annewardell on

Respect for James.....and his wife!! Xxx

Sue on

No photos?!

Vikki on

Sue don't worry, here they come x Enjoy

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