Back in Lilongwe again. Hitched a ride from Sanga in the back of a pickup. Talked with two brothers headed to Lilongwe themselves. Just the two of them in their family, the smallest family I've heard of here. Talked to another guy two today who was "from a small family. Only five." Everyone laughs at me when I tell them I am an only child. They laugh and say it's bad. Everyone always asks how many are in your family though. It's generally one of the first questions. Picked up Falk, a long time donor and supporter of AGE from Germany. Seems like a nice chap. This is his first travel to Africa. For me, he's an opportunity to see this place through fresh eyes. I really enjoyed riding in the truck today. The sun warming and the wind cooling my face. It's the same joy I get driving cross country with the windows down back home in the States, just exciting with different scenery and smells. It was a very third world experience riding in the back of a truck, packed in along with big bags of maize and rice. I patched a hole in one of the brother's bags with some duct tape I had been carrying around. My slight contribution to the goodwill of the world.PICASA PHOTOS
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