Madagascar on my mind
This morning, I called my mom in Madagascar to wish her a happy birthday. There was no echo on the line, just some silent lapses at times. She did sound very far and although I've seen lots of photos of the house my parents are building there, it is difficult for me to imagine their daily life. They are in the process of having furniture made by local artisans. I am so curious to see the results.
I found this photo on Internet which made me smile. It brought back memories of endless bus or taxi-brousse journeys between Antananarivo the capital city and Tamatavo on the coast.
As usual, my parents asked me so when are you coming over ? soon I said....hopefully soon.....
photo credit : Frédéric Fournelle on travelblog.org
with big thanks
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do not know how old your mom is
but
mine is 85
and
i am here to tell you, missy...
not enough time left
for visiting.
:-)
scoot over there
when you can
as life has a way of moving on by
quickly
and
multi~tasker that you are--->
you will most*likely turn it
into a successful business venture...
You must post photos when your parents house is finished and filled with lovely artisan furniture. Sounds heavenly.
Greetings from London.
bisous!
Paz
Looks exotic and lovely.
:)
I want to hear more about Madagascar. Tell us another story, please.
Your mama's house will be amazing, I can tell.
xoxo
PS I love that picture - makes me smile
Oh, I hope soon really is near. Life becomes so buy and overwhelming. I hope you will find time to be home - soon.
I have mentioned before- the idea of saying the word Madagascar is due to you. Thank you, my friend. : )
When will you visit?