Vilanculos Beach Lodge

... sailing ski) and watching Harmony and Tamera sail with Ray. Dinner was fish on the braii with chips, cooked by Paul. Sleep after that. <br><br>June 5&#8212;Woken up at 6.30 to go for a run with Ray and the Hughes kids barefoot on the beach about 4 km. Ray leaves with Angie and Paul for the river mouth to go fly fishing at about 10 or 11. Bury Harmony in the sand as the &#8220;Mutant Robot Zombie from OUTER SPACE&#8221;. Bruce arrives at around 5 pm after driving through from ...

... beaches in Tofo. The place to be is the archipelago so we booked a snorkelling trip to Benguerra Island (one of the four islands in the archipelago). All four (Amy and Paul + us) of us went out the next day on a big dhow towards the island and what a beautiful island it was. No wonder it costs a fortune to stay overnight. The snorkelling was unfortunately not that great as there wasn't a proper reef, but it was still quite fun. The lunch on the otherhand was ...

... Our 3am start was no fun. The state of the bus neither - seats built for the average african child with stunted growth. 60% of your **** on it. Packed to the roof with africans and their varied cargo. There is something about this bus - most seem past it or beat up - but this one was special. Soon enough we broke down. Again. Again. Again. And then finally 13 hours in - some 200km from our destination and 200km or so from the closest town ...

... 3 hours sleeping before catching another ride to Vilanculos on the coast. Vilanculos was a much needed destination after this hellacious 24 hour transit from Malawi. Ripped off by the minivan from Chimoio to Vilanculos, I was not happy upon arrival but soon became so as I looked at the coast and realized my decision to hightail it here was a good one. My place, Zombie Cucumber, was right on this incredibly gorgeous coastline, with clear ...

... of different projects - from teaching a small group of teenage boys english, to practicing with a local soccer team that the volunteer org created, to building mats and bead patches with local women with aids (the goal is to teach them this craft so they can sell them for income). We also built an adventure playground at the school (it rocked too!!), had a typical mozambique meal at the orphanage with the kids, and started to build a bathroom at the orphanage. Every project ...

landed in vilanculos after a serious trip from pemba, got a flight to Beira in central mozambique and when i got to the bus station counted my lucky stars that i found a minibus leaving in about 20mins, when it left(an hour and a half) we travelled for about 2hours and stopped for dinner, after dinner we were informed that tonight would be spent sleeping on the small hard and cramped minibus and we would resume the journey at about 3am ...

... We arrived at evening, checked into our room, took some drinks, and then headed to dinner. George knew of this Great sea food restaurant. It was owned by a foul mouthed Scotsman. My kind of place! From there, we headed to another expatriate bar/resort and played some pool. Finally we ended up at a bush bar - just my kind of place. By the end of the night, I was right to sleep and sleep I did.

... bush' convenient store, where we picked up some beers, and headed to this bridge we cross many days. "I really love coming out here, being in the middle of nature, surrounded by such beauty." George continued, "nearly everyday during the survey phase, Id come out here, crack open a beer, and watch the sunset." That evening, we were able understand why first hand.

... wrong side - dang S.A. cars infiltrating the rest of Africa. Once at the camp, the make me check my camera, sign my life away, and then I am in. I get a quick intro and then I meet my crew. I am working with Alex Laba (Chadian who recently has been transferred to S.A.) and Jason Price (a Slick Line contractor from Scotland). I check my equipment, then check my bunk, and go to sleep.

... that the kids had caught an adult thief. There were at least ten of them hanging on him. Gotta love that. Claude met a lovely Scottish woman, Jo, who was travelling with a NZlander, the infamous Bridget. He wanted Jo to join us so Bridgey had to come too. After about 10 days at Baobab (having befriended the at first dubious owner with our humungous bar bills) it was time to head north again. This time the four of us.