Home sweet home in Antananarivo, Madagascar. We leave here anywhere between 6:30-8am Monday-Friday
We pass several people coming to and from working the rice fields
These little huts are businesses. Phone repair, shoe repair, street foods, you name it.
Traffic is rough. Sometimes it takes 3 hours to get to ministry, but if you watch closely you can see little exchanges between Madagasy people, the faces of fathers who hold their children with pride, the confused faces of Madagasy people seeing a white person…. Long car rides in traffic are perfect for people watching.
We also have time to be thankful that we have a private driver and don’t have to worry about public transportation, although taking a Combi to town is quite an adventure.
There’s also time to admire the strength of the Malagasy people. I can’t count how many people cart heavy things like sacks of food, stacks of newspapers, furniture or actual cars on these things… and barefoot.
“The Morning News” Part one.
And then we finally arrive to whatever ministry is assigned to us that day.
