one of those mornings. i call them the i love malawi mornings. everything is great. no trace of the fever that transformed me into a contagious zombie all of last week. practically skpped to work, listening to some hideously random playlist on my un-updated ipod. looked up and thought..ohhhh yea, i'm in malawi! riiight. hmmm. i really like it here. then started thinking about not being in malawi, like, for example on thursday, when i go to tanzania.
flying to dar es salaam on the infamous Air Malawi - last person i know who tried it, left dar after a 4 hour delay, then had some issue 10 minutes out. they ended up dumping all their jet fuel in the indian ocean and making an emergency landing. back in dar- but i'm trying my luck with air malawi anyway, because theyre cheap and because Remson at the customer service desk says he has my back (not sure how thats going to help if i blow up over the serengetti, but okay) from dar, i'm off to Mafia Island, a blip off the TZ coastline, where i will dive and sleep in a hammock on the beach and swim across the channel to chole island, the land of the flying foxes
then thoughts turned from bats to vampires to other blood suckers to sucking juice out of a fresh coconut to the fact that i should probably take a machete to the coconut i bought in the market yesterday. then i nearly stepped in roadkill chameleon.
have a nice day!
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