Back from two weeks in Madagascar, where travel during the rainy season is a challenge. The taxi-brousses, minibuses crammed to bursting with goods and passengers, average around 20 miles an hour. On the positive side, the people are so friendly that to focus on any niggling discomfort seems churlish. No blogging, of course, but as we all know, it does us good to disconnect from cyberspace for a while, doesn’t it? Although of course, knowing is one thing, accepting is quite another.
This wonderful country, Madagascar,
Is now exceedingly wet.
But despite the rain, I’m sadder by far
Because there’s no internet.