I've thought about some of my most memorable moments here, but nothing compares to an adventure I had last month. No, I'm not talking about the final training session I ran. And no, I'm not talking about my trip to Brussels. I'm talking about the night I got trapped in Liwonde National Game Park. True story.
Let me rewind a bit...
My mom and two younger brothers came to visit me in Malawi, where I finally had a chance to show them the life I'd created for myself! Our packed itenirary involved 5 days at the lake (complete with a boat trip to feed the fish eagles) and a 2 day trip to the beautiful Zomba plateau.
We rented a little car (of course I could drive on the other side of the road after watching for 10 months), and naturally, our trip had to involve Malawi's premier national game park to see hippos, elephants, and maybe even a lion! Our first day and night in Liwonde National Park was exquisite, enjoying the luxury of the exclusive (and expensive) Mvuu Lodge. The camp is so exclusive that you have to drive an hour plus into the national game park, during which we saw our first signs of wildife: a huge, galloping Sable Antelope.
|Our awesome guide!|
|The "chief" of the area (local dancing).|
|Some antelope butting heads!|
|We survived! Bought some local pottery the way back to Lilongwe.|
|"Celebration of Life" dessert!|
|Still all smiles on the car ride back.|
|My brothers' first minibus experience. (Not too happy).|
|What survival party is complete without homemade...|
strawberry gooseberry crumble!