Ideas about a summer in Malawi. On August 13, 2011. During my time here we were in the dry season, or winter season. Rains usually go up to May or June, but this year by early-May they had stopped. We had some few drizzles and 3 days of heavy rain up until now. Winter in the tropics is simply not comparable to winter in Canada, but it was cold! When the winds stopped a bit, they were off to catch some fish. Nsima with beans, potatoes, and bean leaves. Checking toilets, checking my learning.

If somebody ever tells you that there is something better than little feet running after your bicycle so that little hands can pull the hair from your legs, you are talking to a liar my friend.

8221; I shook my head, with some sort of awkward shocked look on my face and said no. What does that even MEAN? Looking .

In search of the Blue Direction. The Day 4 post is a pictorial account of my village stay. Attempts at learning how to weed. An absolutely delicious meal was being prepared there.

Where ever you go, go with all your heart -Confucius. I open my eyes to the sound of my sistah Asana hesitantly saying my name. I instinctively reach for my phone to check the time.