Many times we have come for many different purposes but it always stays the same I will come back. This country harbours so many of my fondest memories. Memories that will never be replaced doesn't matter what. I remember some the time we went to this Island on lake Malawi its called Chizimulu Island. The proses of getting to this island is by the vessel called the flying horse. It doesn't fly like the name suggests but it gets you to this island that is not as spectacular as it sounds but the big baobab tree where you set-up camp, make a fire, braai local fish and share some of your fondest memories. This place is special beyond words and I wish more people could have the privilege of visiting the warm heart of Africa.

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