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Sunday, September 18, 2011

Up the Dome Tower

Neat, huh?  So, today I went up this dome.  About 110 meters high, should have been an easy conquest but I am a child of (some) of my people.  Yay, those same people who marveled at stairways at Mandala house and got dizzy with the height of 12 steps (+-)!!!  You can imagine that when I went all the way up the Carrilion it was more than enough for me.  I tried to inconspicuously hold on to Folkert and wondered if I would survive should one of us be a terrorist and threaten to send us plummeting.  Of course, the fact that I was the only Bantu there today did cross my mind...that I was conspicuous!  But hey, here is to me for doing something new, going up so high by choice and calming my fears.  Here is to you Folkert, Here is to you the dome!  Next time Eiffel??

Saturday, September 17, 2011

My own space

Having had the honour of living for some periods in Manzini, Boise, Bremerton, Camden, Pietermaritzburg, Silverdale, and now just recently moved to a new city far and away from comfy Zomba + Lilongwe, I find that the world continues to be fascinating.  Places are so different yet the same.  People go to sleep and people wake up.  Everywhere. They go shopping.  Everywhere. ...and they speak loudly (or softly) on cell phones.  Everywhere...girls are sometimes mean to one another. Everywhere...and folks invariably use gmail, hotmail, get the picture.  Yet gaps between wealth and poverty persist in showing us differences as do technology gaps, ignorance, prejudice, pride, trade..... assured though, even though I´m here Iĺl keep to my ethos of giving commentary of the Malawian experience as I subjectively perceive it.  Fear not, I am not nor will I ever be the ´wanna-be expatriate-missionary-tourist blogo- DIARIST!!!!!