No ATM - No worries!

Bom dia, from guest blogger, Tim. He whose 6'2" head has more dings on
it than a used surfboard. Osadandala (no worries). Going in, I was
quite nervous about this trip (reading Paul Theroux's Dark Star Safari
didn't help); then So. African Airlines - pampered, big hug from Janet
- welcomed, Luc's groundedness - calmed, delivering Janet A's (Luc's
mom) cookies - connected, and opening Melinda's Mozambique birthday
piñata - celebrated. A few times in my life I've been fortunate to
trek to special places ahead of commercialization; Hanalei in '74,
Cabo San Lucas in '81, and now Lake Malawi in '010. Cabañas 20 feet
from the water, strolling the village with people erupting in
unbridled joy every time Luc or Janet spoke Chewa, kayaking with
aquarium fish and diving eagles, cold beer in the afternoon, young boy
band drumming "welcome to Malawi" at sunset, traditional dugout canoes
ringing the horizon with lanterns for night fishing under African
Southern Cross heavens. All embraced by contagious, life-affirming
smiles. Welcome to Malawi - the warm heart of Africa. Signing off in
Haiku:
Crowded bus stop then
Harmonies glorious song
Mariposas soar