In Zomba

Crazy, crazy day. And it's not completely over yet.

I didn't make it to the village, but I did get to spend about 6 hours in total in a crowded minibus, going from Blantyre-Zomba-Blantyre-Zomba. The tour of the village and big joint discussion capstone meeting of my visit is all set for Friday morning, 10am.

Now, I am sitting in a corner room of my hotel on Zomba Mountain - the Ku Chawe Hotel - recommended by my boss as the most amazing hotel he's ever stayed at anywhere in the world. So. It's dark now, but I have to say, it's pretty amazing. As the man from the front desk was showing me to my room, he said, "this weekend, let me know if you want me to guide you to some of the best views around the mountain, we have waterfalls, rock climbing, biking, just let me know." Ok.


my room. yep, that's a stone fireplace in the corner.


view from my window this morning.


fresh berries from zomba mountain. some of the best i've ever had. (no joke)