It’s been a while since I wrote an update. Between working lots and literally living out of a suitcase, I’ve recently spent a week in Mozambique on a project that involved marketing, researching the hotel industry, curating Maputo and embarking on a few adventures. As a bonus, I enjoyed some great food and some very random sightings. For starters, there was this man who walked past our hotel at a little past 4:00 am every morning (when I hear the Muslim call to prayer I look out the window). His motive? To lift the windscreen wipers of every single car parked in the parking bay, before setting about on his day. The same smile recurring.
If you follow my Instagram and you watch my stories, you would have noticed that I had a little meltdown on there very recently. I probably shouldn’t have done it that way now that I think about it in hindsight (thank God for my friend Jin), but what can I say. It’s been a while since I had a meltdown and I’m only human 🙂
Basically after a full night of event planning in Maputo, I noticed an overwhelming response on my Insta videos. What hurt is that I see people there I’ve known for years and that I thought I had great “real-life” relationships with, yet who’ve never really supported me, let alone acknowledge one single post. Something a blogger previously wrote resonated with the way I felt. “I wish I could just hang out with the people I’ve known my whole life and chat about things just like we used to. Why does all that have to change just because I’m now vocal on Social Media?
I’ve witnessed way too many people become obsessed with digital assumptions to the point that personal feelings are caught, gossip is spread and intentions are misconstrued about what is posted online. But now that I’ve thought about it, there is really so much more to life. Like having real conversations with real people. Supporting those we call friends. Discussing dreams and ideas.
Of all the African countries I’ve researched, Mozambique is the country of which the least information is available on the net. When I mean information I mean on road conditions, on accommodation, on safety on weather forecasts and also on the possibility and complexity of getting visas at the border. Nonetheless, it actually turned out to be a much better trip than we’d expected. Plus – GPS in hand – we could get by relatively easy despite that Portuguese and Shangaan are the most widely spoken languages here. The coastline of Mozambique is magic. The local streets are lined with palm trees and driving along, you can see smaller coastal villages and quaint Portuguese eateries/containers serving Prego’s, Quick Peri-Peri Chicken, Prawns in Garlic, and Ovo Batata Frita (fried Potato and Egg, quite similar to Chips Mayai I’ve had in Tanzania).
Anyway, I’d planned for this post to be rather short and to allow rather for the imagery to explain and inspire in a shorter snippet of time than I have to get over today 🙂 PS: I have a rather intricate post (a follow up on “success is a journey for the brave”) coming up in the next couple of days, so check-in again soon.
Polana Serena Hotel
Sunset & Moon Rise from Southern Sun Maputo
FEIMA Sunday Market
Fish & Prawn Market/Mercado de Peixe
Maputo AFECC Gloria Hotel – built exceptionally by the Chinese
Tea @ Radisson Blu Maputo
Hotel Pestano Rovuma & Cathedral of Our Lady of the Immaculate Conception