So before we left Lake Malawi we went out of the safety of our lakeside compound and in to the village where we were taken to John and Mommas house. (I know he was called John but dunno bout his wife, so we'll call her Momma) The village was made up of lots of little mud huts with thatched roofs and as we approached where we would eat our dinner we were welcomed by about fifty screaming little kids shouting 'Hi, how are you'. I had a right conversatio...

Well we,ve had a two day drive out of Tanzania across the border into 'The warm heart of Africa' - Malawi. We stopped off at a farm house in the middle of nowhere which was owned by some English woman and it had a well nice bar where we could drink hot chocolate and toasted marshmellows over the campfire. It was so nice when all you're used to is s***ty warm water all day. Funny thing happened though (and you probably had to be there really, but I'...