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August 26th to August 29th

Each travel day in Africa is crazy, hectic, amazing ...and at times, trying. We left Tofo and took a small chapa (mini bus/van) to the town of Imhambane. From there, we boarded a ferry and went to Maxixe, from there it was a 4 hour ride to Vilankulo. Along the way, there are always local people selling all kinds of items from the side of the road. This time, we were able to buy a massive bag of fresh oranges and cashews as well. You'll never go hungry on a travel day in Mozambique! The chapa was packed full with people, as usual, as well as luggage, food products, and typically there will even be live chickens under the seat. It makes for an interesting ride.

We arrived in Vilankulo and walked to our guesthouse, meeting up with Alice and Henry along the way to chat about what had happened on our day apart. We met back up after checking in to our roundevel hut and enjoyed dinner and a ukelele session on the beach that night. We had arranged to sail out to the Bazaruto Archipalego the following morning. It was one of the best days yet! We headed out on a traditional Mozambican boat called a dhow and made our way to the island of Magaruque. Sailing through the unthinkabley calm, crystal clear, turquoise water was amazing and what made it even more special was when we pulled up alongside a local spear fisherman and the next thing we knew, we had live, freshly caught crabs coming on board for lunch. We got 13 good sized crabs for $1.75...unheard of! Once we got close to the shoreline, we all went in for a snorkel and just drifted along the shelf with the current. Lunch was fabulous, crab curry, grilled fresh fish, rice, salad, bread and bananas. After we stuffed ourselves, we decided to walk it off and explore the island a bit more. There was a massive sand dune in the middle of the island that we hiked up and were rewarded with spectacular views of all sides of the island. The water on the island was stunning, the sand was extremely white and the day was fabulous. Just when we thought it couldn't get any better, on the way home we saw a dugong swimming in the water! A dugong is like a manatee and are extremely rare to see, but we were lucky enough to follow it and watch it through the clear water as it grazed along the bottom of the ocean. Immediately, the crew started shouting "tipsy, tipsy!" ...as in, they would receive a good tip for following the massive creature for so long! Too funny. It was a perfect end to a perfect day with our new friends...and there would be many more to come in Mozambique.

The next, and last, day in Vilankulo, Nick and I decided to go on a tour of the village with one of the local guys. It was just the 3 of us and we had arranged a program with him and told him the things we wanted to experience and to see. As it was a Saturday, we couldn't go to the school or the hospital, they were closed. So, instead, we told him we wanted to go to the market, orphanage and to the church. Saturday is church day in Vilankulo so it lined up perfectly. The day was great and we enjoyed playing with the kids in the orphanage and giving them all notebooks, pencils, toothbrushes and toothpaste. Even just spending an hour or so with them was rewarding for us, and hopefully they enjoyed our company. Seeing the smiles on their faces definitely lit up our day. Unfortunately, we weren't able to spend too much time there as we had to get to church in time for the service. African church is nothing like church at home. The service started off by a procession of women coming down the street singing and dancing, most with babies strapped onto their backs with the traditional cloth. They made their way into the church and everyone else followed them in. We took our seats on the front row pew and tried to blend in, to no avail. It was such a joyous time for the people, something they had looked forward to all week. We had hoped to see some singing during the service and we were surprised when practically the whole service was singing! It wasn't silent and stuffy like the churches at home, it was upbeat, lively and everyone was singing and chatting the whole time. During one part they said in their language (Portuguese) that all the married couples should get up on the stage. Our guide translated what they had said and we got up on stage, while all the locals cheered and clapped us on. Apparently in Mozambique they play games at church! The men were to line up and all the women were to stand accross from them. While blindfolded, the women were to feel each man in the line until they found their man. Luckily, I could peek under my blindfold and was able to see Nick's shoes...hopefully I would've chosen him (instead of some black man) without cheating. After the game we decided it was time to leave and we went up to the front of the stage and spoke to the church about who we are, what we were doing there and thanked them for welcoming us into their community. The crowd laughed and clapped with every translation our guide made and they were just happy to see a Mazungu (white person) at their church. It was such a great experience.

The following morning, the 4 of us packed up and were headed to Beira to eventually make our way up to the very Northern, remote and exclusive Quirimbas Archipelago. The next 2 days (and each day after that) ended up being a travel adventure that none of us will ever forget!

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