As for me, the list isn’t as long as I thought it would be (I’ll blog it soon!), but one of the most missed items for me is playing the piano and singing. Oh, how I miss the feel of my fingers literally tinkling the ivories, singing at the top of my voice, getting awkward looks from passers by, the whole deal.
Thus, whenever I have the good fortune to run into a piano that I’m allowed to play, it’s a cause for celebration. There haven’t been many places, but they include …
- Some stranger’s house in Lichinga
- In the bar of the most expensive hotel in Maputo
- Someone’s house in Zimbabwe who I met on the street
- At the café at Maputo international airport – this really is quite a random place to have a very expensive grand piano (see picture – honestly, the bar café was empty when I got there!)
- And today – at a Malawian church
I spent much of today at large African church in Blantyre, the biggest city in Malawi (where I’m currently staying). After the service, when everyone had left, I asked the guy who led the singing in the morning if I could play the piano. He obliged – only on the condition that he got to sing along …
… we spent the next one and half with some other random guys who tagged along singing at the top of our voices all the Christian hymns and songs we knew (which were quite a lot – and the 1980’s Christian music era feature quite heavily!). It was fantastic! And I was so blessed to be able to do this with a bunch of strangers in a foreign land ...
Blessings
john
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