I just finished typing out that post about fishing in Mozambique. And i must say, the joy and chilled vibes in that story could not seem further from the truth and reality of how i feel now. We just got to Blantye, Malawi, and the journey here was hectic.
We arrived late last night after two days of hitch hiking on trucks inland through Moz to get to Malawi. I will write something up tomorrow, because i need to get something to eat and put more deep heat on my aching neck. Two days of hitch hiking. Six or seven different lifts. A night in what turned out to be a whorehouse (we did not know this at the time, and it was the only place we could find to stay when we arrived in a tiny town in northern Moz at night). And a death on the road - our driver hit a drunk man who stumbeled into the road while coming through the Malawi border. His rag doll corpse flew through the air and landed in a heap on the road. He got chucked into the back of the truck next to us, and there was commotion and police and shouting and screaming as the situation unfolded. And we were caught right in the middle of it all. It was one of those times where you are telling yourself - this is not heppening - but in reality, it is happening and you have to snap out of it and deal with it. It was hectic.
We finally crossed the border and were still 180km from town, and it was now dark. At about 9pm we finally arrived in Blantyre and treated ourselves to dorm beds and a resteraunt meal.
This morning i am tired, sore and a bit shaken up by the journey. But yeah, i guess this is all part of the game when on the road. Today the sun is up, Malawi is beautiful and friendly, and things are slowing getting back into their chilled pace.
But yeah, writing up a peice about fishing on the coast felt so foreign and distant that it made me laugh.
All safe, and well. Next step in Mount Malanje - i cant wait!!!
Missing just about everyone and sending good vibes back home.
Cheers
e
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