How strange: this was the most rustic camp site so far, but with the finest showers & warmest water, and at 0500 too (!), of them all.
Today was a loooong day, incorporating a border crossing into Malawi, predicted to be 12 hours on the road. Happily, we ticked along just fine, and the border formalities - will they EVER go paperless? - took well less than the usual hour or more. A huge number of impounded cars have turned the Malawi side into a rust-heavy parking lot. Many have been there years already.
First impressions of Malawi are that it is more prosperous than Tanzania. The buildings seem more tailored, the roads of a slightly better standard and people tending more to smarter dress. We are booked to stay at Chitimba Camp, on the shore of Lake Malawi, and we arrived, in stinking heat, at 1700, one hour less on the road than predicted.
Cabins were offered as a very reasonable upgrade, and there was the usual guesswork about how hot the structure would be, cf the tent, during the night. The cabin got the nod, and .... yes, you got it: WRONG choice! Of the ten night-time hours, Al spent one on the bed horizontal, two pacing around or gazing through the mozzie gauze and the remainder sat on the porch steps, praying for breeze.
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