Kande Beach - 'Official fancy dress'
12 Nov 2006
|Awoke at 6am after a blinding 2hrs sleep. Went for a swim to freshen up and managed to buy some bracelets all before 6:30am. Those Africans seem to sell at what ever time of day. The lad came swimming out to me!.
Got on the truck and headed for Kande Beach and Overland mecca. We drove for a few hours and stopped at a market that sold Malawi wood products. Brought my first present. Finally.
After the market we went to the clothing market where I had to buy for Matt. Matt is quite a well dressed man so had to try and get a bad set of clothes. The market was awesome and a bit weird. Weird in the way that they sell the clothes that we give in the African bins at home. I thought about this and is not a bad thing as it creates some sort of industry for the people and employees them.
There was some complete and utter shit to say the least. Possibly some of the worst clothes I have ever seen. The Africans must think that we have the worst dress sense or try to stitch them up with shear crap. Surprised they don't send it back.
We only had half an hour, so had to be quick. Ended up buying Matt a pair of shell suit bottoms that were multi coloured, a horrendous shirt that was multi coloured pattern, a hat that was multi coloured (get the picture) and a pair of flip flops. He will look dapper.
Arrived at Kande Beach at about 3pm and is an amazing place. The beach is beautiful and water shallow for a strange long distance. Still up to your waist about 50m out.
Put the tent up, dragged around and really should have had a sleep.
Dinner was served and consisted of a lovely T-Bone steak, then the clothes came out. Matt looked like he had been sent through the Dulux factory for a paint job from the discontinued line of the eighties. Sue bought for me, when she said my name I thought 'shit this is going to be crap'. How wrong could I be. She wanted to give me a white wedding so bought me a white nightie for a wedding dress, a white curtain for a veal and an all in one little black and blue number for the first night (hope it was clean). Did that cut me in half. No choice you have to wear it. Decided to leave my boxers on underneath as a ball either side would have been a little to much for some. Think at one point in the night thats all I had on!!!!. Oh dear.
The night started slow until we found our preferred shot. My one was called 'Zappa' tasted like cough mixture. Disgusting but nice at the same time. Got absolutely hammered to the point of taking my wedding dress off and just standing at the bar in my shagging gear. How stylish am I.
The night was good but would have been better if Sarah and I did not have an argument. Not really sure where it came from but we decided to have it in the middle of the bar in front of everyone. So that was great, I believe that it gave them all something to talk about.
It is little strained between us at the moment and we are starting to fall apart, I was worried this might happen when we were in Ethiopia from just the amount of time we spend together. Hopefully we can sort it out but in this situation, truck 24/7, it is extremely hard to change anything. We shall see.