Zomba
We still dont have internet at home, and barely any access at work, so sorry that we havent been in touch too much. Anyways two weeks ago Tess and I traveled down to Zomba (4 hrs) as I got a job networking an office. Since we didnt have transport in terms of a car yet, more on that later, we decided to rent one instead of using the minibus system, which usually involves detours over sides of bridges. But the car rental did have its own little quirks, no rear door handles, door locks with their own mind, and no car insurance. The insurance bit came about after the check point police searched the car and our stuff. Tess was convinced they were just trying to get some cash from us. A quick call to the rental place though confirmed we were missing the new instated car stickers. A little fine and we were off to the next checkpoint. Zomba was quite a bit of work, a little snippet of my work involved me crawling in the ceiling of the office, trying not to fall through, laying cabling, one hand holding the cabling and the other fervently swatting the air in front to clear the cobwebs, as Tess surfed the web and chatted on MSN with Charisse, and if you know Charisse that should give you an idea how long I was up there.
On the Sunday morning we had time to drive up the Zomba plateau to the Ku Chhawe Inn, a super posh hotel which is famous for its view points. All the way up the winding single track road are kids selling fruits and berries. In the last section before reaching the hotel, the road worsened allowing the kids to actually keep pace(instead of only running for 10 or 20 ft.) with the car as they ran with outstretched bowls of berries. Tess and I would buy stuff on the way back down. Anyways at the top
. We were too late for breakfast and to early for the $18 US buffet lunch (as if) so we decided on a glass of juice, which ended up more than most people earn in a month. So, we ended up buying buns and mangos from the little market before the hotel and berries and fruit on the way back down. Tess in her development mindset, I am sure was thinking that morning of private sector development, income generation and in the end came up with Jam production
.why dont they make jam with all this fruit and sell it instead of letting it all rot and go to waste So, we ended up getting some good buys
a nice big bowl of black berries (upon closer inspection revealed a bonus free colony of ants), passion fruit, Himalayan orange raspberries (Tess bought like 5 lbs for $1), strawberries and mini potatoes. With our fruit market in the back seat it was back to Lilongwe and Tess big idea of Jam production. Lets just say that the whole project ended up in the toilet, literally, and Tess is now banned from any sort of fruit preservation project for the next few years.
Big news the shipment of cars finally made it from Tanzania
in Malawi tomorrow must mean three weeks. Last Sunday the negotiations began
.in one corner two Pakistani brothers (although they are not related) and in the other how low can you go Teessss Ooohhh. They had two 4X4s that were the same in name and model, but not condition. Tess convinced the guys to strip all the good stuff of the one a put it on the other. A deal was struck and one or two days later (Malawi time) we are supposed to have the truck.
Currently I am supplying at the international school and working at CPAR with Tess doing IT support for their offices. Hope everyone is well
. Lets us know how you are doing!
Cheers,
Jim & Tess Oooohhh
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