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| early morning on the road to Mulanje |
There’s something magical about watching a place wake up.
Even before the sunrise, the city of Blantyre begins to come
alive. Guards getting off the night shift walk down the quiet streets. Joggers
weave up and down the twisted hills of Blantyre. Minibuses make their first
stops, and begin a long day of loading and unloading passengers along the roadside.
The sun creeps over the mountains and more of the city is
illuminated. Mothers sweep the dirt away from their porches. Kids shiver and
squirm as they stand in the tub for a before-school bath. Men greet each other
as they ride along on their bicycles, sacks of charcoal bigger than themselves strapped to the back. Markets begin to dance with color as old wooden stalls are
filled with the day’s tomatoes, onions, papayas, and cabbage.
Outside the city, the tall grass begins to glow through the
fog, bright with the light of a new morning. Women gather at the village wells,
and they leave with colorful plastic buckets filled with the day’s water balancing
carefully on their heads. A man crosses the road with his herd of cattle; kids
in blue and white uniforms walk purposefully towards school.
I feel like in the quiet awakening of Malawi, I get to see
it in all its beauty. I’ve never really been one to appreciate mornings, but
I’m so glad I get to here. If you’ve never been up to see your city or town
wake up, try it. You can always sleep in tomorrow. And you might just come to
appreciate things about where you are that you’d never even noticed before!
In addition to enjoying these amazing mornings in Southern
Malawi, here are some other highlights of the week:
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| N'sima for lunch - finally! |
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| at the Final of the African Netball Championships! |
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| Team PPB climbs Michiru Mountain! (not pictured is Alex, who decided to run up the mountain instead of hike it....) |
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| Cross at the top of Michiru Mountain |
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