I’ve arrived back in Tana and am feeling pretty good to be leaving. I liked Madagascar enough, it is very beautiful but not quite as “exotic” as I thought it would be. I’d be lying if I said all the French (language and tourists) didn’t sour my experience a bit. I do realize it’s totally hypocritical to look down on people speaking only French when I demand that people speak English. Locals are shocked when I use my limited Malagasy vocabulary (about 6 words) with them because the older French tourists don’t bother even learning “salaama,” which means “hello.”
Today I’m shopping for souvenirs and relaxing before my early flight tomorrow. I have to leave my hotel at 4am. I’ve been trying to upload photos here since last night but it’s not working so you’ll have to wait for the twenty or so new galleries until I get settled in Nairobi again.