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... with a crick in my neck. Another short walk, with lots of photos, from the market to the docks where we boarded a ferry to Maxixe. On the map it's a short distance, but apparently the way around takes hours. And for 10 meticals (about R3.50) it's a bargain. It wasn't long before the ferry was full and we were on our way.
On land again and we made our way to where we assumed the bus left for Vilanculos. We got a bit lost, following ...
... Eventually, we got back on the road again. Lands’ end has numerous lodges to choose from. The coastline is sheer cliff for the most part. On the way back we decided to climb over a dune to see what was on the other side. BIG MISTAKE. We only had slip slops on and it was blooming Hot!! We almost wet ourselves. The sand burned our feet to the point of wanting to cry. Don’t ever try this. Being on the right road ...
... market. She had an extra piece folded and
balanced on her shoulder. Why didn't I offer to buy it? She may
well have been happy to sell it to me for a few meticais more? I'm
going to walk again today at the same time, maybe I'll see her. What we
did discover in the market, however, was some very drinkable
portuguese red wine!! Bombarril it's called. Little girl behind the
counter in her Dad's shop. When we walked up she immediately turned
away to ...
... is "yours truly".
A real common sight as we drove through each country was women walking down the highway carrying jugs of water on their heads. These would be 4 or 5 gallon containers and in some cases they would be walking for kilometres. I do not know how many times a day this would be done, but we would see this mornings and afternoons. I do not think I could even lift a ...
... about another forty minutes a second truck returned, with what I thought were the correct papers, however it wasn't. But we managed to blag our way on to it, and what an upgrade, much new and in even better condition. We beat down the kilometres and before I knew it I had arrived at the intersection for Vilankulo. The journey couldn’t have been more contrasting from yesterday; today I slept on a bed for more than half of the journey!
After transferring to ...