Oh Where Oh Where Did My TCO Go?

Woke up at 6:30, we ate breakfast, put the last items into our suitcases and walked to town. We quickly found a bakkie that was heading out to the N1 and got in. Not more then 5 minutes into the trip I began to doubt our decision as something on the bottom of the bakkie went clank, clank, clank against the asphalt. Of course the day we NEED to be out at the N1 on time to catch our bus back to Maputo we pick the vehicle that is falling apart. Mid way through the journey, after struggling up the hill the driver pulls the bakkie over and gets out. The guy who collects the fares and the driver are discussing something in Portuguese and then look at a wire coming from a spare battery in the truck bed, but the driver shakes his head “No”. One of the passengers in the back had wrapped his machete with plastic and a string, so he removed the string and gave it to the driver who proceeded to get under the truck and I presume tie whatever was clanking back to the truck. If that is what he went under the truck to do he failed because as soon as we started moving again the clanking began.

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Here Fishy Fishy

Did not sleep very well last night because several men in the dorms alternated snoring throughout the night, but at 7 AM I was up and excited to go snorkeling at the Archipelago (love that word). However my enthusiasm diminished slightly when suddenly right after breakfast my body decided that something I had consumed should come immediately come right back out. We had arranged to be picked up by Sail Away at 8:30 at Zombie so I figured sitting in a car and sitting on the boat wouldn’t be too bad for my stomach besides I already was beginning to feel better- I could still go out for the day. The only problem no one ever came to pick us up, so we walked quickly down the beach in hopes that the dhow ( a traditional mozambique boat) had not left without us, my stomach was not too happy. Continue reading

Beach Exploring in Vilaculos and NY Pizza

Woke up and went for a walk to see if any other backpackers had a chalet available because for 2-3 dollars more we get a private room with a lock and key.

We settled on a room at Josef & Tina’s, next door to Zombie Cucumber, because it offered hot water showers & a private bathroom.

After moving into Josef and Tina’s we went to explore the southern beach- a beautiful stretch of white sand, with swaying palms on one side and crystal blue water on the other. The tide was low so there was a large area of moist sand exposed where crabs scurried and bared themselves as we approached. Our stomaches began to growl so we decided to head back to J&T’s to ask about getting bus tickets back to Maputo and head into town for food.

Back at J&T’s we went to the communal area where a large number of staff (?) were hanging out (we were never sure who was staff and who was just visiting). We asked the group about how we would get TCO bus tickets back to Maputo & they told us that there was no way to get TCO tickets in town, which was opposite of what we had been told in Maputo.

Going off a suggestion from Lonely Planet we headed for the far side of town to NY Pizza. On our way we stopped at a cafe for bread and the local market for fruit to have for breakfast.

At NY Pizza we sat out on the patio that looked out on the beach and water beyond. We order two large pizzas to have for lunch and dinner, both were delicious (see review).

Returning to J&T’s we went and sat on the beach intending to read and enjoy the sunshine, but during a lesson on US soccer strategy the clouds rolled in and it cooled down, so we went back to our room. We waited expecting to hear voices of people gathering in the communal area to talk and share stories, like at Zombie, but only a few men showed up to watch TV in the dark. We ended up eating our left over pizza by ourselves in our room and deciding that tomorrow we were going back to Zombie whether there was a chalet available or not, the atmosphere & staff knowledge was incomparable to J&T’s.

Last day in Maputo! …until we come back to catch our bus to SA

We woke up early and walked down to the TCO office to purchase the tickets that Alex had been unable to finalize the day before without my passport. The lady remembered Alex and literally went over her penciled in booking from yesterday with pen to make it official. Once she was finished filling out our tickets we proceeded to pay her more then the total price assuming she would be able to provide us with change since the taxis we took every night did– we were wrong. The TCO lady told us it had to be EXACT change, so Alex and I searched through our coins and bills to find our smallest denominations in order to give her an exact amount. We finally succeeded but providing small exact amounts in meticais is not easy for foreigners who are getting their money from ATMs because the smallest bill ATMs will provide is 200 & the smallest bill in Mtc. is 50 (that we have seen), coins only go up to 10 Mtc. so there is a big gap in the currency, which is inconvenient for providing exact change. Continue reading