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Intro to Mozambique

6 Nov

I woke up feeling ROUGH this morning!  Last night I did a bit of writing then went to a last-minute dinner with an old UVA classmate, Addison!  I hadn’t seen him in years, so it was nice to catch up.

I went home later and canceled plans to see Desiree because I was exhausted, but then around midnight another friend said “hey I’ll stop by to say bye!” Then it was “I could go for a milkshake” and before I knew it I was out at a nearby bar shooting the breeze until 2:30am!  We had such a good time just hanging out and talking.  I love conversations like that, you don’t want them to end.  But end they must, and those marathon chats are not so smart when you need to be up around 7am.

My morning consisted of finishing packing, breakfast and then trying to drop hints tomy host that we must GO.  I was worried I didn’t have enough time, but he ensured me it was fine, so I chilled out a bit and in the end he was waiting for me!  I was nervous the whole car ride and if I had to do it again probably would have insisted he take me to the airport when I asked, not when he thought we should go.  If I want to be early, it’s my right.  A right I almost never exercise, but still my right.

I checked in and we stopped in Inhambane, then onwards to Vilanculos.  I was NOT AWARE we were making two stops, so I got off the plane when it landed and was in line for a visa, and then went “excuse me, I see all the bags you’ve taken off and mine still isn’t there.

Official: where are you supposed to get off?

Me: Vilanculos.

Official: That’s the next stop.

Well now it makes sense why this airport said INHAMBANE, but I am happy I asked, can you imagine???

In Vilanculos I had the most bizarre pick-up I’ve had all year.  When I came out of the terminal, I see this white woman I am pretty sure is from African Impact but she has no AI t-shirt on or sign with my name on it.  I make eye contact and she just looks at me blankly (or if I had to name it I’d call it a “why are you staring at me, I don’t know you, fool!”look) as though she is 100% sure I am not who she’s looking for.  So I walked a bit further down and waited, and nobody came to meet her.  I was only one of 5 people off the plane, so I kept looking at her and she saw me looking, but didn’t say anything, finally I walked over to her and said “are you with African Impact?” She goes “oh yes!”


I went “uh…normally they have a sign, I’m glad I came up and asked you!” *hint hint*.  She explained the driver had flaked and this was her first pickup, but wouldn’t you err on the side of going “Carielle?” or “are you with African Impact?” if the person you were waiting for hadn’t shown up and the only young woman that came out kept looking at you?? LOL.  She probably thought I was a local, most vols are white.  Anyway she was lovely after that, and we had a nice chat on the way to the accommodation, mostly about these nasty bugs that supposedly burrow into your feet when you walk on sand.  She has had 4 at one time!

The volunteer house is large with a thatched roof, there’s a downstairs area where we eat meals together.  Across the road is a resort with two pools (whoohoo) and the beach is a short walk from there!

The volunteers live in a thatched roof bungalow that has electricity and running water, but it is tight!  Definitely feels like we’re all squeezed in there, but thank goodness for me I’m in a bedroom in the back with a closed door.  Another volunteer comes on Tuesday, but at least I’ll have 2 days of some privacy, which is nice after all this sharing.

I took a long nap and then had a delicious dinner at the restaurant next door with my new roommates, who are from England, Japan, Australia, and the Netherlands.  We had a nice chat, but I was bummed to hear they’ve been kind of warned about going out at night as a group of girls to local places.  A woman was raped recently and as bad as I feel for her, I think that it is often the case that foreigners hear something, start telling easch other a place is “dangerous,” then suddenly nobody wants to leave the flipping house.  It’s not that deep, folks.  Be smart, be careful, but live your life.

So far so good, orientation tomorrow.  Pics coming soon, net access here is a bit iffy.  We’re supposed to pay 50 met here per 30 MINUTES and not supposed to download or upload anything.  Considering how much it is to go on these projects (and count me out of the mix because obv I’m sponsored), that seems a bit unreasonable.  Better to just add $30 or so each and give people unlimited access to the net.


Hope School

27 Oct

Douglas (R) and Freesia (L)

I went to Hope School today