I am always happy when travelling to meet someone older than I, doing more than I should at my age. I met Steve, age 65 riding his bicycle from Cairo, Egypt to Cape Town. I loved his answer when I asked him why he was riding solo and not in a tour group. He said that if he only had 4 months to live and needed to get back to work maybe he'd do it that way, but right now he has all the time in the world.
Before leaving Malawi I was invited to friend's for dinner. This was followed by pool as two villages played off until the sun came up. My old bones left long before thatto get some rest.
The bike is now working okay... just well enough to get a speeding ticket for going 70 in a 50km. The ticket was $8.00. I talked the police down from the $12.00, because I showed him I needed money for fuel.
It's a big change from West Africa where military police wait to pull a rope attached to a plank full of nails when I get close, hoping I will stop. None of the police have cars so it's kind of fun sometimes to mess with them and let them think you're going to stop, before riding around their makeshift barracade to take off.
Stopping on the road for a Coke or Fanta is nice for a break. Yesterday I paid about 26 cents and had a little moonshine added to the Fanta for flavor :) It was too strong to drink it and ride, so I finished it with my dinner.
Many people ask me, "What are you doing?" I am completing a counter clockwise trip around Africa. When that's done , I will proceed to ...
Hmmmmm.....as I was sitting in my room typing, there was a knock at the door. It was immigration wanting to see my documents; know what my business was here; and where I am going in the morning. This was odd , but probably they are just looking for someone.
I am finally boarding the MV Liemba Friday night to Kigoma. It will take several days to travel the 600 km up the world's largest lake and before I have access to the internet again, so thanks everyone for remembering my birthday.