Home is where the heart is

At the moment I am currently in Mzuzu. I will be in Mzuzu for three day.s That's the major northern city in Malawi. It's close to Tanzania. It's gorgeous but it's also way smaller than Lilongwe, which is where I am currently living. I must say that I actually really miss Lilongwe. Although I am still homesick for Canada, leaving Lilongwe was a lot sadder than I thought it would be. I thought it would be exciting to venture to a new city. Get out and see Malawi but the fact is I find Mzuzu kinda boring. There's a tiny downtown area, a small market area and the pubs that I have been too are well...dry. And people are no longer speaking Chichewa here...just when I start learning bits of Chichewa I find out that it's another language that is used up here. Plus the relationships I was finally starting to build in Lilongwe with co-workers was interrupted. It takes energy and time to build a corgial relationship with co-workers. plus I left Lilongwe when a big story was breaking. I will definitely write about it in my next post. It's a pretty interesting story. Although my visit to Mzuzu is only three days, I wish I was back in my home in Lilongwe and sleeping in my bed, going to the internet cafe where I have come to know the owners and visiting with my friend that I always meet on the weekends in Old Town, Mr. T. My trip to Mzuzu has taken me out of the place where I am just starting to feel comfortable. Usually when I am in Lilongwe, I dream about life back in Canada. But yesterday while I was sleeping in my lodge in Mzuzu, I was dreaming about Lilongwe. Funny. I think it's the fact that in Lilongwe I am finally starting to come to terms with the fact that I will have to be here for the next six months. And yes, hate to admit it but it's starting to feel like home. I leave Mzuzu tomorrow and, honestly, I cannot wait to get back.