Day
1
Stepping
out of the airport into the fresh air of Madagascar was a sensation
I'd never felt before. Although it was just coming out of winter, and
the clouds where covering the sky, the climate was around twenty nine
degrees. I gripped tightly onto mum's hand as the Malagasy people
around me smiled cheerfully and called “Bonjour! Sava!” If that
happened in England people would think you were slightly weird, but
here is different, a smile can travel a long way, even to people you
don't know.
We
were greeted by a crowd of people who were speaking in a language I
didn't understand and pointing at our bags. I looked at Dad, he was
carrying a large red suitcase in his hands, following three other men
who were heading towards a taxi. He was talking to a man pushing a
trolley that had the rest of our luggage piled onto it. When we
reached the taxi, dad thanked the man who helped him with his bags
and handed him 10,000 ariary
(which
is about two pounds in English money).
The
man stared at him, his jaw wide open.
“M-merci!,
merci! Merci!.” He mumbled in grateful shock.
I
was confused.
“Why
would you be surprised with two pounds as a tip mum?” I wondered as
we climbed into the taxi.
I
later learnt that people don't have very much money here and Daddy
had given a tip worth two day's wages...equivalent to £200 in our
country!
As
we were driving to our flat, my mind was already racing. I couldn't
understand why it was so poor, a day's wages was only one pound, and
that was only for people who had jobs.
Outside
the car was a dusty, bumpy road that ran through the town. The houses
had feeble iron roofs and no windows so it was easy for robbers to
get in. Chickens ran around calling loudly to passers by and plastic
bags flew around in the wind. Children ran in the street with no
shoes. Babies clung to their older sister's fingers. There were piles
of rubbish everywhere.
Finally
we arrived at our flat. It was probably the most modern place in the
whole town. Two dogs ran up to us and sniffed us eagerly and barked
in excitement. A lady named Wendy came up to us and offered to show
us to our room. We padded up the steps and Wendy unlocked the door to
our room... Our bedroom, lounge and kitchen - all in one space. We
sunk onto the bed ready pretty tired by the trip and everything we
had seen. We had arrived in Madagascar.