On the way to our campsite, we stopped at Muzuzu, a town where we picked up as many green clothing items as possible, food for that evening, and stopped at a local restaurant for lunch called “Graceland” which seemed to honor black history, as important and influential names were posted all along its walls. The food was fairly tasty for how incredibly cheap it was.
Outside, I bought some Obama candy, lollipops with his head on it and gum that was all too proud to have his image. I’m definitely starting a solid Obama collection.
Our St. Patrick’s day was spent on another campsite on Lake Malawi, just before Tanzania.
It was a fun night. One woman on our trip was from Ireland, so we made a big event of the day. There was a nice bar with a good selection of drinks and beers that ranged from the very disgusting not-so-enjoyable to the really delicious 8%-in-alcohol beers.
Dinner that night was as closed to shepherd’s pie we’ve had, with mashed taters, vegetables and a beef mince.
We had a long drive the next morning that required us to wake up super freakin early after St. Patrick’s day. I ate a banana in the morning just in case the bus became too turbulent.
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