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With The Economist’s article “Crashing disappointment: road deaths” coming out so shortly after the accident at Kindle, we are thankful that our members of staff are not among the statistics!

 

Car Crash

One of Kindle’s two vehicles was involved in a serious accident. Clifford the finance officer, Joseph the director, and four of Joseph’s family were in the vehicle which bystanders said rolled three times before coming to a stop as shown in the photo. Amazingly, nobody was seriously injured. Four were treated and released at the local hospital, and the other two were back to work (albeit with the help of painkillers) a week later!

Low-Budget Transportation

A common method of travel in Malawi: Sitting on a pile of bags of maize, firewood, etc. in the back of a flatbed truck.

Back in Malawi, With Only One Misadventure

We arrived yesterday at the Lilongwe airport, where three of our colleagues helped us get safely back to our home on the farm. Our luggage also made it, after a bit of a misadventure. I must say that the story of our luggage is a bit embarrassing, but it should probably be told: Continue reading “Back in Malawi, With Only One Misadventure”

A Long Day’s Journey

I’ve had to start changing the way I get back and forth to Kindle each week, partly because of the unavailability of fuel and partly just because of the expense. A 130-mile round trip to Kindle in a car eats up a full day’s salary, even if we are able to find fuel!

Tuesday was quite an adventure in travel. Continue reading “A Long Day’s Journey”

The Warm Heart of Africa

Malawi has a well-deserved reputation as the “Warm Heart of Africa.” Just yesterday I was looking for a shop in town, and asked someone who was sitting at the side of the road for help. As it turns out, I was only a block away, and he pointed me in the right direction. I thanked him and started to head off, then he got up and walked with me, to show me exactly where it was. When it was in sight, I thanked him again, but he kept walking with me. He took me all of the way into the store and showed me where the manager was, in case I needed to talk to him. Continue reading “The Warm Heart of Africa”

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