Bay View Lodge
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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For my first time in Mozambique, words cannot express how I feel about this trip. Each day is both a physical and emotional overload with all of the work on the dormitory and with all of the people that are touching my heart. I had the opportunity to work with the female seminary students for three days, gaining an insight into their lives as we grow closer. What a blessing it has been to get to know ...
... Grilled barracuda and (avert your eyes mom) fat slices of calamari washed down with local beer. Martin for the Neethlings Day 12 We slept in a bit today. The sky was overcast hiding the sun from our tent until after 8am. After coffee and oats we got our first African load of washing started. A big blue bucket, and taking turns pretending to be a washing machine. We left things to soak and then went on another mission. On returning to the washing ...
... didn't fancy the pasta and sauce we had in our bags!
Luckily Parilla and Sophie had been chatting to some locals on the bus and they recommended a seafood restaurant at the beach called the Maritime club. Sophie had only had it pronounced to her in Portuguese and kept saying Mareeteemo with the accents in the wrong places so it wasn't until we got there that we realised what it meant! Our journey there was a blast from the past of earlier travels as we found a Tuk Tuk! ...
... Bay comes
first. Pulling in we found brightly coloured ronadvels, purple,
blue, lime green, each one a different colour. Quite a sight after
you have been driving through coconut palms left and right. Of
course the roads are just soft deep sand with the usual troughs worn
by preceding traffic. We drive along them and every now and again if
we are just a wee bit too left or too right, the sand pulls the car
hard off the road and there is almost nothing you can ...
... they said they had invited him so he
was allowed to stay. Their order of two large lime green milkshakes
arrived in tall fluted glasses. I wondered what they were going to
order for little fellow. He couldn't take his eyes off the tray. I
heard the guy say “juice” and the water came back with a fruit
juice in a cardboard box with a straw sticking out. It was all I
could do to sit still and quiet and not change ...