I’ve been planning a ‘first impression type blog’ since the first week we got here, over 3 months ago. My delay has not been due lack of impression but rather, because it’s taken me 3 months to get brave!
I made the mistake of thinking the Malawi experience would be much the same as the Mozambican one. After almost 7 years in Mozambique, I was confident when it came to the people and the culture;I had learned enough Portuguese to hold a decent conversation, I knew what to say and how to say it to make people feel at ease – so that I could get that cracking photo! I was familiar with my surroundings.
Within days of being here, I quickly realised that Malawi is not Mozambique! And in hindsight, what was I thinking when I thought it would be! I thought I’d stroll into this country, with swagger of course! I’d take my seat, pull out the camera and shoot anything I want! I’d continue, confidently, in the direction of my dreams. Malawi was mine!
Moving to Malawi has felt just like that feeling you get when you walk into a small-town pub and everyone turns around to look at you at the same time, when your bubble of “I’m here” confidence is popped and your swagger becomes a ‘slink’ with a quiet ‘hi.’
Yes, it’s taken me 3 months to gather enough photos to back up my ‘first impressions of Malawi’ blog. It has been pointed out to me that Malawi is not all the same. While it is one of the smaller countries in Africa – the south, central and northern regions are all different with regards to their population density, landscape, friendliness and culture.
I live in the southern region of Malawi on a sugar cane estate. As I did in Mozambique, I hope to share with you my experience of this country and while it may not be everyone else’s experience, it’s going to be mine. I hope to shed light on topics such as conservation or lack of, Malawian culture, animals, travel, food and the every day life of the Malawian. I hope to meet more people like Rudi, whose story will inspire. But most of all, as did my blog in Mozambique, I hope that my Malawi blog experience will give me the opportunity to grow as a person.
The last few months have been transitional. Although we are still camping in our house while we wait for our furniture – 2 things have changed. The first is that I have met a number of wonderful people! In fact this move to Malawi has been a treat in the way of friends; I see so much possibility in the way of friendship, but not enough time! And two, I’m getting to know this place. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it make me question myself, sometimes it saddens or angers me, sometimes it frightens me and often, it makes me happy. Either way, it does what Africa does best – it makes me feel alive!
So I built up some courage today and did what I did in Mozambique. Instead of being chauffeured to town with a driver (company policy and a good way of saving fuel/money) I drove myself! And when I saw someone/something interesting I stopped and spoke to them.
Although not all of these pictures are from today, some of them are. And I can’t quite explain to you how happy it made me feel to do what I do and for it to work in Malawi 🙂
These are my first impressions of Malawi, Malawi style!
The ‘transport’ is a story in itself; the type of transport, what type of ticket money will buy, what people transport, the risks people take, the time it takes to reach their destination and the ‘Where are you going?’ Travel can tell us so much about a place.
Quite often, especially when travelling down the steep and winding road to the Shire river, travel does not go as planned.
But never doubt the Malawians ability to ‘make a plan.’ And don’t doubt the plan either!
Where are you going to good sir?
After a hard days work or a job well done, where better to go to other than…
After all those Carlsberg beers you had, Malawi has everything you might need to cure that excruciating pain you feel in your frontal lobe region.
And if that doesn’t cure it, you might find that a good hearty fresh meal will do the trick…
If pork, fish, beef or chicken don’t excite you, you can always try the famous Malawi Mice kebab…
I always admire those folk who hit the gym after a big night out when too much Carlsberg was consumed…
For those of you gym enthusiasts, why spend a fortune on Trojan treadmills and gym equipment when you can simply make your own using old car parts?
I must be honest and say that I’m more the movie type. A quick visit to the local dvd store seems like a good idea when feeling crap…
But sympathy for a hangover victim only goes so far. As Elizabeth Taylor once said, “Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.”
Then, get your best kit on and be seen!