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Africa » Malawi » Central » Kasungu November 16th 2012

I truly believed I’d have nothing interesting to write about until I settled in and perhaps started working. I couldn’t have been more wrong, after 3 very long boring, cold and very uncomfortable flights I’m plunged into the ways of Malawi! I have to say I didn’t enjoy my journey here because it was my first time travelling alone so I was extremely anxious. I didn’t realise how much until I met Gentry, who I will be working, and his big friendly smile and warm welcome made me breath a huge sigh of relief. He said that we were to travel by private vehicle to the bus depot to catch public transport. The bus depot is a where buses stop on the side of a sandy road. Clapped out mini buses (approx the size of a ... read more
Bus breaks down

Africa » Malawi » Central » Kasungu November 13th 2012

I thought I'd start my blog by telling you about the roller coaster of emotions I've experienced leading up to my new adventure! Yes my teeth really have been chattering! I've always had a strong desire to help others and since surviving breast cancer 6.5 years ago (yes the half makes a difference) I've also developed a strong desire for new experiences and adventure. Basically living life fully! So what better way to fulfill both desires than volunteering for charities overseas! www.afid.org.uk in a nutshell is a social enterprise that helps find qualified accountants who are willing to volunteer their time to help charities strengthen their bookkeeping and accounting systems. It's essential because the information that comes out of their accounting systems affects decisions that are made and that includes whether donor... read more

Africa » Malawi » Central » Kasungu September 9th 2006

Day 4 - 9th September - Stranded in Kasungu I’m woken at 6.30 by Manasseh who has already been up for an hour, rented a bike taxi to go and wake the mechanic up and is now standing at my door grinning and thrusting car keys into my hand. “The mechanic has come” he beams. I followed him outside to see our car ready to tow with no power steering and no servo brakes. “He thinks the alternator is buggered”, chirped Manasseh clutching the crucifix almost as if demanding forgiveness for his language. “I need 2 hours to see if I can repair your alternator” came the voice from under the bonnet, “there are many many things wrong with your car”, he added. I knew this would be another long day. Four hours later after a ... read more
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