Trip Start Aug 09, 2005
67Trip End Aug 09, 2006
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Let us explain.... after finding a place to lay down our weary heads for a few hours in Tete, we woke early at 4:00AM to catch a series of buses that would transport us to Tofo. We arrived in a small town called Chimoio after 10:00AM and while there bought some food reserves to last the rest of the day, then we hopped on another minibus that dropped us off at a junction where we could catch a bus to yet another town where we'd spend the night. And so we sat at the Junction from about 12:00 noon waiting for the bus, which was due between 1-2:00PM, but as 3 o'clock rolled around and our spirits were dwindling a yell from across the street caught our attention. A guy in a pickup truck was waving at us and after hearing where we were headed to he offered us a lift in the back of his pickup truck ... for a fee of course. After a brief discussion (in which we did not consider all the Pro's and Cons of riding in the back of a pickup truck for over SEVEN hours) we decided that we would take this guy up on his offer as it would bring us nearer our final destination and would be better than sitting by the side of the road for a bus that was never going to arrive. So we squeezed ourselves into the truck between the other passengers ... he already had 2 other guys, a woman and a 3-year-old kid camped out there with all their belongings! Yes it was cramped, yes it got to be uncomfortable, but for the first couple of hours it was an enjoyable ride, the sun shining down on you, the beautiful scenery, the light breeze, even the bumpy earth road didn't faze us too much ..
The next morning after a hearty breakfast we were ready to hit the road again, gluttons for punishment ...Yes ... but the sandy beaches of Tofo and the azure waters of the Indian Oceans were calling to us. So we hopped on another minibus ... but this time for the first time ever (and we've been traveling in mini buses for almost 3 months at this stage) we got to ride in style and comfort, up front with the driver where no one was piled in on top of us. We couldn't believe our luck and after the previous night’s travel we were delighted. It was another 6 hours from Vilankulo to the town of Maxixe, from there we took a boat across the bay to Inhambane, and from there we jumped on the final mini bus that would bring us to Tofo ... the sun was setting as made our way to the hostel and we slept soundly in our bamboo hut drifting off to sleep to the sound of waves breaking lightly on the shore.
Over the course of the next week we did the most fantastic dives in the Indian Ocean, diving at many different locations we saw all kinds, shapes, sizes and colours of fish and other sea creatures, and magnificent coral reefs. It was a completely different experience for us, as although diving in Lake Malawi was beautiful, the variety and colours of life in the sea far exceeded anything we'd seen in the lake
When we weren't diving we were chilling on the beach and swimming. The weather was beautiful, not too hot, just about 80 degrees. There was nothing else to do in Tofo, it's a dusty one street little village but we enjoyed it. At the end of the week though we could really feel the weight of the realization that our trip was coming to its close and the reality for us was that our year had flown by. So with saddened hearts we left Tofo at 5:00AM one morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed ... huh we wish ... we were hung over like hell and had only gotten 3 hours sleep!! But we were depressed as we crawled onto our last minibus journey of our round the world trip and headed for the Capital city of Maputo from where we would travel on to the very last leg of the trip ... South Africa.