23 February
Lilongwe
0 Miles
Erik:
More hanging out with the Chileans and
company. Last night was fun. The cool thing today was that I met the
Tuk Tuk guys. I remember reading their blog when researching this
trip. They are two teachers from the UK who are traveling around the
world in their awesome little Tuk Tuk. In each country they meet up
with and promote an education NGO. Here is their info:
Donate if you can!!
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24 February
Lilongwe – Salima
62 Miles
Erik:
We said our farewells to Jorge and Ben
and by 830am, we were out. It was sad leaving those two. It was
really cool to be on the EXACT same page as they were and have
someone to share meals with that can relate directly to our own
journey.
As far as cycling went, it was hot and
hilly. We had some kids chase us a bit, bought tomatoes, etc. Steph
did not have a good day, but I did ok.
We jumped on the first lodge we saw in
Salima. It was nice but way too much money. Oh well, it was needed.
For our weak little butts.
We also met George. He has two club
feet and runs an NGO to the mobility impaired. He basically builds
wheelchairs and teaches vocational skills to people who need them so
that they don't have to beg. This guy has a heart of gold. He ended
up having dinner with us and told us lots of stories of the people
he's been able to help. When I have money again, he'll defenitely be
getting some help from me.
Steph:
I died today. Just plain and simple.
Died. I felt like we were back in S.Africa on our first week.
Everything hurt and I was a whiney little girl. Oi.
As soon as we left the city, the
"Mzungu!" calls started from all directions. I swear, I
don't know how these kids spot us. We'll be riding along, not a soul
in sight, and a little voice yells out at us from nowhere. We'll look
around until we spot a house half a mile away, deep in a corn field
and behind trees. The screams conitue on forever. It's like Children
of the Corn. We can't escape!
The country side continued to be
covered in corn fields with villages every 5-10km or so. Bicyclists
and villagers carrying their goods from one market to another
dominated the road, which was nice and smooth for the most part. The
views from the top of hills (when we finally got there) were quite
spectacular. We haven't seen mountains like this since S.Africa,
except this place is more green and feels more alive somehow.
I really like Malawi. I really hate my
bike.
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| Cute old couple |
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| Pretty country |
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