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