Ponta - Life is a beach

It was great to be in Mozambique. I’d been going on about my dream life of a little business run from a shack, my pet goat and beach that went on forever since Paul had met me. Although I’d never been to Mozambique, it had been the subject of this fantasy of mine.

So this was an opportunity to look about and get some idea of what life in Moz could be like. The beach was extraordinary. The pace of life was very slow. The people seemed friendly and no big issues to note. The place has a quaint run down feel with enough happening to not feel it’s a bad thing. There were also clearly pockets of first world sophistication and the dive schools that Moz is so well known for.

We really did just hang out and about for the day. The beach was straight out of a postcard and matched the fantasy exactly.

That night we had one hell of a storm. The only getting out of the tent was to push tent pegs back in as the wind blew them out. The lightening was clearly above us and was so loud and bright it was hard to not fear being reduced to a bit of
smouldering black stuff.