Remember
back at the beginning of the trip when we left a few days early to cushion any
unexpected travel problems? Well we kinda overestimated because we arrived 2
nights early. The manager had previously told us that if travel plans changed
he could probably take us a night early, however we were incommunicado for the
previous 3 days and were unable to contact him that we would in fact be coming
sooner than expected.
Now Mayoka
Village is beautiful and I will detail it more later but let me paint a picture
for you. Upon arrival at our water front lodge on a rift lake (like
continential rift) we have to go almost all the way down to the water to reach
reception. I might be overestimating but in the state I was in this seemed like
4 or 5 stories, maybe it was only 2 or 3, I don’t know. I’m carrying an over
weight hiking backpack on my already top heavy body. Actually I am trying to carry
it. The previous three days the furthest I have had to carry it has been
between busses, no big deal, but now I am scaling down a mountain. I haven’t
used my legs in like 8 hours and before that I had been sitting on another bus
for 18 hours, so my not-cardio-ready body is riding the struggle bus. It didn’t
help that every single step was uneven and there was no railing to grip for my
life. I don’t know if this was a decoration detail or due to the recent landslide
but I just couldn’t wait to get myself into a nice comfy bed. Actually my mind was being torn between a
comfy bed and joining everyone else for happy hour drinks overlooking the lake.
And then I was punched in the gut.
They had no room at all. Everything was totally booked until our reservation 2
days later. Good news is that they called the place next door and they have
room and would love to have us. Oh thank heaven! How do we get there? scale
back up the mountain of course! You have got to be kidding me. I huff and puff
back up to the top just to walk next door and have to go back down to their
reception. The Butterfly Space was much more natural, a super cool place that I
will detail more of later but their steps, while were thankfully not uneven
slippery rocks but rather uneven root systems with random bricks. Or maybe they
were bricks with random root systems…We order our dinner, ask where the bar is,
and get directed tour room. Oh our room is back up at the top near the
entrance. This whole time I was kicking myself for not being more fit and
active but then had to remind myself I was just on a bus for 3 days…but still.
I once again gave my life an ultimatum, if I didn’t die going up and down these
stairs I was going to have a butt of steel at the end of this week. Or live on
the lake and never go back. (Sorry for the spoiler, but I came back and alive)
We get to our room and it is a two
room beach shack-style all natural cozy accommodation. It was super cozy, like
a small table, a bed, mosquito net, door, and two shelves. No mirror, which was
probably a good thing, one light, probably another good thing, and a screen
door. Not the luxury I was expecting to be greeted with upon arrival but I can
be patient. Omg I am going to sleep so hard in this bed. Now lets get this girl
a toilet she doesn’t have to pay for.
The accommodation we got was with a
community bathroom, which thankfully we didn’t have to climb stairs for, just
over the stairs and around a tree. Unfortunately I was then nearly pushed over
the emotional breaking point, they don’t have a flushing toilet, it was compost
one. Thankfully it included instructions on what to do. I’ll give you the
reader’s digest version: They encouraged number 2, it was better for compost.
After doing your number 2, you throw a scoop of ash, twigs, and leaves to aid
in the composting. Close the lid to limit flies. Too much liquid is actually
bad for compost so they encouraged that to be on any tree of my personal
choice. Time 43 that I wish I was a male on this trip. At this point I had
already peed on the side of the bus, in the bush, on a few trees, and in
toilets I really should not have paid to use. While this was not what I was
expecting at the end of my 3 day bus trip, I knew I would live. And lets be
real here, this nicely built compost toilet with an actual seat and lid
complete with a light AND instructions was much better than what many Peace
Corps Volunteers around the world have. I’m just spoiled with a flushing toilet
(#thirdworldproblems?)
Don’t let my initial reactions
after an emotional 3 days influence your thoughts on this place. The Butterfly
Space was actually really cool. It is about 8 years old and completely run by
volunteers. They began as a co-op for volunteers to Malawi to come live and
work in the Nhkata Bay community; it then expanded to welcome just travelers
staying for shorter periods of time. They are really committed to limiting
their environmental impact, they have solar heaters for water, they filter the
lake water to use for showers, sinks, and cooking, they recycle and compost all
food waste (human also), all their meals are made to order from their
organic/local garden, fires are made to cook the food (only on special
occasions do they use the gas oven and stove) and all their buildings are made
from local timber and rocks dug up from the water. When we were there they were
in the process of building a family suite and every day men would canoe up from
down the coast line unload all the rocks then carry them one by one up the
stairs to the site.
They offer really neat opportunities
for people looking to volunteer in Malawi. For a flat weekly/monthly fee you
can have living accommodations and two meals a day. They will then help to set
you up with a local organization that you are interested in whether that’s a
school or a health clinic or a business or what ever your dreams desire. Then
as long as you commit to working a few hours a week with that organization you
have free reign of the place. We met some really cool people there from all
over the world. One girl had just graduated from high school, another was
taking time off from college, an older lady had retired and was volunteering
her way around Africa and then there was a French wilderness man who was really
intense. Some are there for three weeks, some for three months, you make it
your own experience. The owners ate meals with the guests, were interested in
their lives and what brought them to Malawi, the atmosphere was just wonderful.
I would recommend it fully to
anyone interested in in volunteering. I mean two home cooked fresh organic
meals a day, the best tasting avocados and tomatoes in town which resulted in
the best guacamole ever, and every morning we woke up and had nothing to do but
sit by the one of the most beautiful lakes in the world and enjoy life. I can’t
stress enough how cool the place was, it just wasn’t exactly the ideal vacation
place for someone who was already a volunteer. But if you want that volunteer
experience in Africa but don’t want the major price or time commitment of other
volunteer opportunities, Butterfly Space is the perfect place.
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