And it was. Our Truck decided to overheat and we needed to stop a couple of times to drain the water from the radiator and refill it (I think, I'm no mechanic). At these stops we all tried to find ways of keeping our minds off not being able to go anywhere. I played a hybrid game of baseball/cricket on the road, others just grabbed a chair and read a book and some got the cards out. When we got to the Border crossing into Malawi we all got off the Truck and went through the Visa process, obviously first leaving Zambia then walking over no-mans-land and getting the stamp for Malawi. But the truck didn't make it. Pelele (the driver) had tried to fix the problem and, unfortunately, made it worst. So here we all are, out of Zambia and into Malawi with no transport. What to do, what to do .... I know, lets walk back into Zambia, no Visa required, have some lunch and then go to the Bar and drink. Not just any Bar, but the Policeman's Bar. It was rather a funny situation to be doing (probably illegal) but it gots us through the next 6 hours while a mechanic came with parts to get the Truck going. Just on dusk we eventually got going and headed towards Lilongwe to stay overnight before arriving at our correct destination, Kande Beach, a day late. Kande Beach was a great place to relax at, right on Lake Malawi with a beautiful sandy beach lie on, play on, drink on and swim next to. We, well most of us, decided that we needed to do a little exercise in the form of Volleyball which results in a lot of laughs. None of us were any good so any time that we had a rally longer than twice over the net, everyone patted each other for a job well done. This did not happen often. Because of the heat and humidity it required everyone to run to the water for a dip before the game resumed. In the end I had sand in places that I didn't know existed ...
Because of the truck our itinery needed to be changed and we spent 3 nights at Kande Beach and had to miss the next camping ground. Acacia decided that Truck wasn't going anywhere and sent another down from Arusha (only 1,500 km's away) which arrived at 1H15 on the morning that we were supposed to leave. Everyone heard it arrive so tents were all packed up, clothing transferred across and we hit the road for Iringa at 3H30. 16 hours later ...