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Malawi - A Timeless Beauty We arrived at the lake at dusk, flying in to an airstrip with the last light. People came out to meet us on the runway, carrying hats decorated with bright bougainvillea petals bringing us sugared glasses of tropical fruit juice. Everyone was laughing and talking and shaking our hands. I have never felt so welcome anywhere. I thought I'd come home to a place I had always known. A porter grabbed our luggage. Somebody else handed John our key and we followed our suitcases through a fragrant garden where frangipani blossoms spread that tropical scent. I could sense, but not quite see the lake beyond the strip of silver beach, and hear the gentle lap of small waves. I stopped for a moment, standing still to remind myself that I am really here, in Africa; in Malawi |
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Our first evening passed in a dream. I strolled through a perfumed garden to the lighted bar and terrace. I ate fresh fish from the lake and small sweet potatoes and drank crisp, cold white wine. There was music and laughter. Smiling people asked if everything was all right; if there was anything else they could do for us. I was nearly asleep by the time coffee came. The moon was huge in an inky black sky and the stars danced on the surface of the lake. We were so close to the beach that the soft lap of the waves soothed me to sleep and the last thought that I had was that my dream had come true. I am in Malawi |
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