Final Thoughts on Malawi

Hey all,
I am writing from Nkhata Bay, Malawi. I got here at about 4:30am yesterday morning after a relaxing two days aboard the Ilala Ferry. I was sad to say goodbye to the kids, people, and cushy digs in Liwonde with HELP Malawi. But I was excited for the final days of my journey, cruising through Lake Malawi, finally finishing off the last of the books I've been lugging around with me the entire way, and ready to put the finishing touches on my tan before I get back.
Nkhata Bay is as peaceful as can be. Yet (I never thought I would ever hear myself say this), I almost feel like I am as relaxed as I possibly can get. And when you are no longer in the process of relaxing, but rather already relaxed, does it make trying to relax less enjoyable? These are important philosophical quandaries...
I guess what I mean is, without anything to do, am starting to get a little bit bored, and antsy for what is next. I am moving to San Francisco and I am so excited about it. In retrospect, I am glad to have waited until I really knew I was ready before making the move. All of the new SF friends I have met on this journey will definitely help make the transition easier!

With exactly one week left before I head back to the states, I am torn between trying to pull a last minute travel bender to Zanzibar. While this was my original plan, I now have only about 5 days to pull it off, of which a minimum of 48 hours involves more international travel via public transport. I have been so steadfastly devoted to getting to Zanzibar, and even decided it was worth all of the travel drama to get there. Now I find out from a girl in my hostel that the island is experiencing its worst power cut in years, which started two weeks ago and doesn't look like it will be fixed anytime soon. Water prices is soaring, and many businesses have closed down because they are unable to afford generator power. This definitely throws a wrench in my plans. I have the next 12 hours to decide what I am going to do...