In Nelspruit, I left the backpackers and walked alone to the internet cafe, which, because this is South Africa, didn't have internet that day. I walked to Spar, asked directions to another internet cafe, and promptly walked 10 minutes in the wrong direction. I asked a girl on the street where the SuperSpar with the internet cafe was, and she guided me 10 minutes back to where I started. The next day I took a taxi to the Mozambican Embassy where I spent R750 on a visa, which is a lot of money, in retrospect. I just have been so intent on coming to Mozambique. I wanted to see it, I wanted to experience it. And here I am.
We arrived in Maputo around 4:30pm yesterday, which is also about the time secondary school gets out and the sun goes down. There ended up being 6 of us heading to the same place, but we couldn't all fit in the same taxi, so the man said that he would leave us and go get another car. So we waited. and waited. and waited. and then called 45 minutes later, and then the lady from the travel agency next to the bus station called our backpackers, and then the cars finally came. I guess you can tell that we've been in South Africa for a while, because I don't think it really bothered anyone all that much. We just kinda sat on our bags, people watched, read, journeled, flipped through guidebooks, whatever.
My cell doesn't get signal in Maputo, which makes sense I guess, but I was somehow expecting roaming-like charges, still having a signal though... oh well.
plan is to end up in durban by Friday the 30th, no specific plans other than that though.
much love,
christine
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