A 6-12 hour boatride, in small rickety local wooden boat, or and absolutely terrifying 3 hour dirt road north of Nkhata Bay lies Usisya.
Just the name, Usisya, is magic, and the actual place even more so.
It is a little hostel of sorts, with two shacks made of straw and grass, and a few tents. And a tiny little kitchen, with one happy cook. It is a little oasis right on the beach, with hammocks and simple seating under a huge mango tree, from which ripe mangoes tumble down, hitting the thatched roof underneith, making delicious thumping noises.
It is not in any guide book, and it does not make advertisements of any kind. So if you find it, you are very lucky. And I was. And I fell totally in love with it. Instantly.
A place for contemplation and peace.