We (Lilian, Marco and I) were invited by two Portuguese friends to go to a place near Xai Xai (pronounced Shai Shai), the capital city of Gaza Province, about 3 hours drive from Maputo to the northeast. We headed off on Saturday morning, it the pouring rain. On the way there we saw truck loads of people wearing raincoats and huddling together. The road to Xai Xai was actually a lot better than I expected! On the way we passed a HUGE stadium being built by the Chinese. They have their own little village there for all the workers. We made good time to Xai Xai, but the get to the house we were staying we had to take a road that was more potholes than road. There were a lot of puddles on the road and sometimes we actually drove beside the road instead of on it because the dirt was flatter.
The effect of the rain on a local market
Every once and a while there was a tree covered in white plastic bags. I’m not certain what they are for, but I think they designate stall where people are selling food, usually vegetables or cashew nuts. Overall the landscape was greener than in Kenya. Kenya was definitely savannah. Here it is more like “light forest”. Not quite a forest, but more bushes and trees and grass than on the savannah. Once we finished with the pothole road we had another 15 min or so along a dirt road into the middle of nowhere. There were a lot of small farms and a bunch of HUGE anthills. Quite a few of the small farms were set up traditionally, with a small fence of bushes surrounding a compound of building made out of mud and with straw roofs. Most of them had a mixture of straw and metal roofs, and mud/brick buildings.
The Neighbours
The house we were staying in was made of concrete though. It belonged to a guy who had studied in Portugal and spoke English. He had a big piece of land and was in the process of developing the farm on it. He already had a huge variety of vegetables and fruits, plus pigs, cows and chickens. He was also trying to develop a business around rural tourism, where tourist would come for the weekend and work on his farm and experience rural Mozambique, but in a comfortable way (the house had running water, electricity and satellite TV). I guess we were the guinea pigs, because in exchange for staying at his house, we had to do some work around the farm. We couldn’t do much on Sat because of the rain, so we stayed inside and talked and one of the Portuguese guys played some guitar. That night we had a big dinner that included duck, so you can add that to the list of meats I have tried now, right after ostrich and crocodile. The next day we also had piglet, called leitao (or, as I like to call it, “big milk”… but I think only Celso will get that joke). Gito’s (the guy who owned the farm) neighbours had a super traditional setup, so I got some good pictures by sneaking over while they weren’t there. Also, we went out after dinner for a while and came back after day. As we were driving along the dirt road to the house, we could see frogs jumping every which way. I also found some really weird and huge beetles (I think they are beetles?) for Bonnie.
Mangos all in a row!
Did you know pineapples grow like this?
John, Paul, George or Ringo?
On the second day we did most of our work. Lilian and I were in charge of sanding down an old door to be repainted. The two Portuguese had to build a wall around a garden using bricks and cement. Marco was put on pig feeding duty and then weeding the garden. Once Lilian and I finished, we joined Marco and helped in the garden. After being FREEZING and wet on Saturday, Sunday was HOT!
After hard work in the morning and a big lunch, we decided to head to the beach. It was about am hours drive away, so we got there around 4pm. The beach was Gorgeous! I was in photography heaven, and took tons of pics. The sand was so nice and the waves were huge! We went to a small inlet and some of the others went swimming. I preferred to wander off in search of the best pictures. On my way I found was seemed to be some kind of archaeological site! Well… at least someone’s stuff had ended up buried in the sand. It was a strange collection of things… toys, plastic bottles, clothes. I took a bunch of pictures of that and the sun over the water.
The Beach!
We didn’t start back until about 6pm, which meant we were coming home in the dark. The girl driving told us this was dangerous not because of robbers or anything like that, but because Mozambicans like to cross the street with no warning, even across major highways at night. We did end up honking at quite a few people, hurrying them along. We also ran into some huge swarms of some fly/moth type things. Our windshield was well decorated by the time we got home.
Once we were back in Maputo we were starving, so we all went for Chinese food just to finish off the weekend. It was really good and not too expensive either!
Ok, I think 1000 words is enough for now. I’ll do my best to upload lots of pictures (since I took 124 in two days!)
Now, leave me comments!
More Beach Pics!
My very own Laetoli footprints.... or not
This is Lilian and I
