11-12-2010

I packed my stuff and went back to Gecko to wake Jack up. I screamed in his ear like a Lieutenant only to discover that there were other people in the dorm I woke up as well as him! Oops....Shared a taxi from Cape Mac to Blantyre with the Norwegians, saving us an unbareable bus journey and costing only a shade more.

Was a 4/5 hour journey but reasonably comfortable and the only complaint I had other than a sore ass was the fact that the driver had a cassette on repeat. If I hear Red, red wine one more time in my life I may be driven to suicide.

In Blantyre, we noticed that there was a massive Indian influence and ended up eating in some Indian cafe before shopping in local supermarket. Fresh milk was a godsend out of freezing cold sachets! Also bought orange squash for the first time. Definitely missing that!

Doogals where we were staying was nice. Nice bar area overlooking the pool, even if it was next to the bus station. But that turned out to be very handy.

Met some English girls working for like a year or two in Malawi )god help them), one of them called Nancy Bending'Beckett! Hung out and got pissed on Carlsberg green, special brew, elephant )7.3%) and christmas brew whilst chatting with South African teenager travelling with his dog and sleeping in his land rover, 3 working americans, a Danish guy and an awesome swedish guy. Played some Pool, boa)Malawian boardgame), s***head and black maid til late.