I’ve had death on my mind lately. We had an amazing “send-off” service for my Grandmother this past week-end. Nothing like a funeral to remind you of your mortality: not only your own, but those that you love. Even when the occasion is one to celebrate a long life, well lived, you still feel the finality of it all. I will never see my Grandma again, or talk to her, ask her questions, hug her. She’s moved on and we are still here.
This piece of paradise is about as remote as it gets, and can only be reached by private boat. Located near the small fishing village Ruarwe on the northern shore of Africa's Malawi lake, this eco-lodge is surrounded by cascading waterfalls, mango trees, and jungle canopies. Their restaurant and bar lies within the granite boulders of an ancient waterfall and is lush with vegetarian snacks as well as a myriad of fresh fruit alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks.
Between Nkhata Bay and Chitimba, Boghoyo, Malawi
Photo: Lake Paradise