Lake Malawi, Malawi
Almost as soon as we left Livingston we seemed to enter what we have called the real Africa. Western shopping centre are being replaced with markets made of pallets, nails and string with music blasting from as many speakers as the locals could get. We crossed to Malawi quickly where I was surprised that all the locals speak perfect English being a British colony and all. Other then being under a cloud of constipation caused by an overdose of Imodium for five day...