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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. This blog does not reflect the views of my employer, my employer’s employer, my employer’s employees or their pets. Feed for comments on this post. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Follow “Body in Motion”. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.
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Malawi Annals | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. March 30, 2009, 6:32 pm. Has just released some new data on how Malawians see themselves, their government, the state of the country and their political system and it’s pretty telling. As the reason that Lilongwe is so spread out? What’s telling is that 30% of Malawians believe that the coun...
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Annual Leave | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. August 27, 2009, 11:19 pm. In this corner of the world, about a month of annual leave seems to be the norm. I just got back from mine to discover that apparently humans aren’t the only ones who need to take a rest to keep up their job function. Owners to retrieve what is left for the salvage yard.
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Cry Freedom | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. June 2, 2009, 6:36 pm. When the guide tells me there are more Bengal tigers in South African than South Asia*, I almost fall out of the safari truck. The contrast to the following Saturday couldn’t have been more vivid. Sundown in Zambia’s South Luangwa National Park. An adolescent male ...The hun...
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To walk in another’s shoes | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. To walk in another’s shoes. September 5, 2009, 8:00 am. I recently found myself in a village on the doorstep of a community health worker with two colleagues, a Malawian and an expat. Community health worker bike. The mother opted to sit in the dark cool of the community health worker’s house.
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Election time | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. May 19, 2009, 12:57 pm. After watching Congo’s elections. That being said, lines at the polling stations are 4 hours long and I give much credit to those willing to wait through such lines to have their voices heard – my beloved at the top of that list. May 19, 2009 @ 1:54 pm.
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Epiphany | Body in Motion
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Adventures of a Retired Armchair Traveler. Blog of Diminishing Returns. Emily’s Fancy Pants Malawi Blog. From My Wandering Mind. Less Than a Shoestring. Misadventures in Malawi and Beyond. Poet lover rebel spy. December 5, 2009, 6:39 pm. I am in a class that feels reminiscent of high school, except I am surrounded by colleagues instead of the kids I grew up with. The scene is the same though, half of us pay attention, a few participate; I think poorly of the instructor. A look of horror fills faces.
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