At the local mall I end up becoming very friendly with the guy who is exchanging my pounds to kwatcha. Basically he ripped me off and I got a better exchange rate than the banks would give me so we high fived and laughed a bit about the silly things in life..
I was, in my deranged mind hoping that the hotel we were staying at for one night would allow me a shower and a small breather before some more challenging camping. I mean I was paying $40 for a night.
I did get a shower... A cold one from the sink (the shower head was only for show) with a ladle I fashioned out of a bottle.. I also managed to get some electricity by taping my plugs at just the right angle, using some paper to keep the plug just a bit out of the socket. But the fact is that I am clean, and sitting with my iPad tucked into the corner of my room (thats where the wifi is, and only there) writing a blog entry..
Tomorrow we head to Mzuzu to meet you guide Ray Murphy, with 4 kg of oats, 10 cans of tuna, 8 cans of meatballs in gravy, 8 cans of sardines in tomato, 1 kg corn flour, and a very suspicious bag of apparently everlasting milk..
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Location:Lilongwe
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