26th October 2010
Our bumpy journey continues. This time we add steep mountain passes – at one point the truck stalls and we wonder whether we'll have to go out and push.
I spend most of the time reading. I am currently fascinated by Swaheli and want to learn some phrases apart from „Hakuna matata“ before we get to Tanzania. I love words like „Milele“ which means forever and ever and „Zamani“ which means a long time ago.
We go shopping in a non-descript African town. It's quite a culture shock. The supermarket is a windowless warehouse with an assortment of goods that is far smaller than in the other supermarkets we have seen so far.
One would have thought that they would focus on selling the basics, but they sell things like Marmite – not an item I would have associated with the Malawian staple diet...
I guess it shows how many British overlanders pass through this town.
There is another unusable toilet. I am getting used to exercising self-control until I can go in the bush. Nothing scary about it any longer, and definitely no need to fiddle about with a SheWee.
Our journey takes us through a rubber plant forrest. The way the light streams through the trees reminds me of forrests in Europe. The only difference is that these trees are cut and have containers attached to them to catch rubber. At the moment the containers are empty.
AH peels off some rubber residue and forms it into a ball. It's surprisingly bouncy.
Maybe the rubber will flow again in the rainy season...
We are once again camping near lake Malawi. Another beautiful bay with sandy beach – and a new problem. This time a magpie is keen to have a share of our food...
We also have to watch out that the sausage trees don't drop their fruit on our heads when we are eating lunch and dinner.