Boat cruise, lunch and goat roast....Big Day
Trip Start Sep 11, 2010
25Trip End Oct 06, 2010
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Next to us is Gerrard who lives in southern Holland, but who loves coming down to Malawi to do humanitarian works. Each day we get a little more acquaintd with him. He's a kindly gentleman. We told him that we're here keeping the Feast of Tabernacles and that I'm the minister. He then tells me "Forgive me, I am not religious." I told him the same: "Forgive me, I am religious."
It's hot right from the start of the day. I gavethe sermon without jacket and shirt was still drenched with perspiration.
After services we walked over right away to the Boma and Hiccups Pub where we had the group dinner sponsored by various churches. We had several churches around the country send money so that we could put on a few group dinners for the people here. Something like this would have been completely out of range for them financially. The location was very pleasant about a quarter mile down the road. It was run by Darin from South Africa but who has lived much of his life in Malawi. Commened about the 12 mile dirt road out to Cape Maclear. Minister of Tourism was here and drove the awful road and it’s really time to pave this last 12 miles. It’s the worst road I’ve ever traveled.
After the group dinner we had the cruise outing to an island on Lake Malawi It was very pleasant. I took lots of video and there are clips of it on YouTube at
The boats left right from the Feast site location. At first it seemed totally disorganized and lots of unaswered questions about what we were actually going to do. For the 100 or so there were only about 20 life perservers, but no one seemed to mind (like the Titanic). It all came together and everyone had a great time and it looks like the best organized activity ever! Amazing. It’s the outcome about what it’s all about. And, it’s great.
On the cruise we saw eagles and the katydid (sp?) bird. It was very interesting. One of the eagles was called "Jerry" and we would call out to him and throw him fish.
We were in five boats and there was lots of sponatanous singing. One of the boats was bailing water almost immediately. When we got to the island we got out for about an hour and had a bottle of soda. We sailed past other resorts and sailboats. It was nice.
We got back almost at sunset time and I thanked God that no one had drowned or was lost.
There were many children. Henry Khembo refused to come because he said he couldn’t swim.
Finally the ended with another of Henry Khembo's Goat Roasts. They are always lots of fun. I enjoyed watching the line dancing.
One last thing. Karen, who runs the Fat Monkeys Resort has gotten really nice to us. She actually talks OK. But, she is still abusive to her staff in front of us.