Morondava to Morondava
I last left off here , on Part 1 of my Trip Parts 1 to 4 . Yes, it would have made sense post vacation posts in order, but I'm special sometimes and don't necessary pay attention to logic. After we left Camp Amoureux, we were cold and freezing. And tired. We drove for a couple of hours and then had the joy of hopping on one of Madagascar's lovely ferries! We had a few minutes to sit around and...take in the area (and smells) so of course I took random pictures of not much anything. Normally when I see little kids, I'm either prepared for them to a) begin screaming and crying, because they have never seen anything as big or as white as me; or b) ask for candy. Here? They want our empty water bottles to transport water, milk, or oil. I kind of had a "poverty is sad" moment here. The kids don't even ask for candy...the ask for empty plastic bottles. We weren't terribly fond of our transport, but things could have been A LOT worse. After...