search instagram arrow-down

Upcoming Events

Start the Trip!July 2nd, 2017
Wish us luck!
The Boys Arrive in Antananarivo, MadagascarJuly 3rd, 2017
So it begins...
Highlands of MadagascarJuly 4th, 2017
Move from the jungle to the highlands for 2 days
Limestone ForestJuly 6th, 2017
Fishing Village & Beach (Ankilibe)July 8th, 2017
2 nights
Back to the CapitalJuly 10th, 2017
Headed back to the capital en route to South Africa!
The Bros Take Cape Town!July 11th, 2017
4 Days to Explore Cape Town
Hermanus - Shark DivingJuly 15th, 2017
Heading south down the coast
Botswana SafariJuly 17th, 2017
Fly to Botswana for the Mashatu Game Reserve
Back in the USAJuly 21st, 2017
The big day is here.

Ahh the infamous lost day. This is not some cool metaphor for what it is like to travel across many timezones or to be transported to the other side of the world in a matter of hours. No, this simply means that we had to spend so much time on a plane today it would make your grandma’s head spin.

We warned: there may or may not have been a mix up at dinner causing me to have double the necessary dosage of malaria pills, so it’s finna get soooooo odd and immune up in here.

Aside from New York Christian having a brief confrontation with the beluga-man hybrid sitting behind him and Josef proclaiming “well, I’ve had a good life,” during some turbulence, we learned that Africa is essentially the same as the show “Whose Line is it Anyway.” The jolly, self-righteous, yet foreboding figure of Drew Carrey is epitomized by the colonial powers that essentially left this continent depleted and unable to form orderly lines when going anywhere. The people of Madagascar are just like the show’s comedians, just trying to do the best they can and primarily making things up (like English words, everyone here just makes them up only to switch back into speaking French to us).

We are in a country of potholes, goats running free like those clowns that were out scaring people in the U.S., and an exchange rate to where I am literally holding a brick of cash (they don’t take credit cards). “Ooo, wow papi, is that a brick of 5,000’s?” “Oh, I’m sorry, did I flex on y’all?”

Luckily, our hotel is an oasis of calm, internet, and first worldliness in this town that we still cannot pronounce, and Josef immediately went to sleep upon arriving. Therefore, Christian and I took it upon ourselves to go explore the amenities of our accommodation, which I somewhat regret. As a connoisseur of cheap massages, I wasn’t going to sit idly by and let a $27 hour massage not be taken, but this was unlike any other experience.

While speaking French to us, the receptionist/masseuse/waitress handed us some robes. Easy, ya boy can slip into a robe like I’m Brad Pitt in that movie with the robe, you know? I just didn’t want to make any of these 5’4″ Madagascarernesian men jealous or anything. But then out of left field she tosses us some type of rolled up scrunchy. If you think a fashionable LuLuLemon headband is new to me, then you’re sadly mistaken, but this was not for your head. What we unsheathed looked like a lunchlady’s hairnet from some type of twisted lunch scene in one of the HBO “late night” features. This was like a baseball cup made of mesh from a fisherman’s net. This was a beard net for a lunchman (2017, we’re not out here discriminating) that makes you think, “maybe I’m not hungry anymore.” More or less, this thing was a strap-on banana hammock to keep your best friends both scared and tucked away. Honestly, the massages were ruined, and I’m having problems looking myself in the eyes.

To make matters worse, the masseuses were caught behind bushes giggling, pointing, and waving at us during dinner… Jokes on them though. I got a nice oil bath and a new wallet/cereal bowl.

Please comment below and check back tomorrow for some sweet drone shots!! We’d love to hear from you all.

With slightly higher voices,

Hans, “Chlorophyll shouldn’t be a word on hangman,” Josef “I’m basically the expert after watching Penguins of Madagascar,” and Christian “I know it’s 20hrs of flying, but I’d rather not eat the airline food” Braunfisch

IMG_8319

IMG_8321

IMG_8328

6 comments on “Day 0: The Lost Day

  1. brynnbruno says:

    Hans, you are hilarious as always! Have fun! Can’t wait to read more!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Roger says:

    Would like to see more pictures featuring our heros interacting with the local culture if possible

    Liked by 1 person

    1. cbfisch says:

      Thanks for the comment Randy. We have plenty of greatness to come and be sure to follow us on instagram / snapchat for exclusives only shared with our followers!

      Like

  3. Alex Comerford says:

    Didn’t realize this was a service trip but thank you for bringing attention back to the clown events of 2016! So important.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Mom of the three travelers says:

    Just when you thought a massage was the answer, the ole adage, you get what you pay for is so true! Thanks for sharing (maybe too much) but oh the entertainment. Love you boys!

    Like

    1. cbfisch says:

      Hans says “funny thing was, I paid extra for that!”

      Love you momma!

      Like

Leave a Reply
Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: