After the youth rally we were pretty tired so we took it easy, Saturday night and relaxed and watched English Premiere League. Sunday we woke up early for mass. I asked Father Stephen if I could join him on his travels for the day and he was more than delighted to have me come along.
The first mass we went to was one which I had been a few times before and the people knew me there. I felt comfortable there and had no problem dancing with the people. I still have not caught onto the songs but am working on it.
After that mass we went to the next village which was about 35 minutes away. When we arrived the people were already waiting in the church. Well it was not the church it was the schoolhouse because the church was too small.
Mass started and it was a lot of fun. here is a video of the people during one of the songs:
After this we left and continued back to the house. We arrived back around 4:30. We left that mornign at 7:45. So we had been out for quite some time and were tired.
When we got back Father Stephen asked me if I would accompany him to take a blind girl to school. The school was about 45 minutes away. I told him that I would.
So we hopped in the car and headed on the way. The girl was 13 years old and was accompanied by her mother, father and brother. This was very good to see because with my expereinces in the villages, families are not as close bound as this one way.
Well we finally made it to the school and went and met the headmasters. The girl we were dropping off was such a cute adorable litle girl. It made me sad a little. When she spoke with the headmasters though I could see she was very sharp and intelligent.
Father Stephen consoling the girl
Walking the girl to the dormitory
We dropped her at her dormitory and we left her and her mother there as we left. Soon the mother came and joined us, her face covered in tears. I almost joined her in this but I held back. It is quite a feeling to see a strong family, after all the ones I have seen which are not.
We left her and started heading home when we were greeted by this:
Well not too bad there is a gas station on the way. The shortage of fuel in the car will not be a problem. We reached the gas station and as it turns out there was a fuel shortage in Malawi.
Well............crap
So we knew we had to get home somehow but were not sure how. We had to end up talking with a somewhat-nefarious charachter and agreed that if we took him to town, he would provide us with 5 litres of disel for 3500 kwacha.
3500 kwacha is equal to about $14 USD. which is $14 a gallon.
So quite inflated here. It is no better at the gas pumps though.
So we went and dropped the guy off and waited on the side of the road for him:
We finally got the disel and headed home, dodging drunkards wandering on the highway.
We finally made it home and I took a cold beer and went to bed.
Tuesday we went to Kalembe and worked out there. We finished hanging the doors and started on the ceiling.
Tomorrow (Friday) Big E and I are heading into Lilongwe to renew my visa but hopefully for a 4 month visa, which would be very nice instead of a 1 month visa.
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