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Six in the morning saw us departing Vilanculos for Zimbabwe, only to get news that Mugabe (spell it backwards – ebagum!!) was kicking up a fuss about his own departure, and the tension factor was rising. So we made

Annaliese:

Chris Rea sang about it, so maybe he too went to  Pomene! Following John Pfaff’s advice NOT to miss Pomene, we left Inhambane  and drove back to the main road.  About an hour later a small sign pointing off 

With Stanruza running on fumes, we drove into Vilanculos, and after our usual “drive around recce” , we settled down  at Villa la Mar, just out of town, and - you guessed it -  overlooking the sea. Our initial impression of the area was a bit disappointing, with large expanses of  exposed sand

We
left Xai Xai (for a change)
at the correct time to ensure an early arrival at our next stop
, Inhambane. The road was OK, a stretch of
about 100km in true Moz style a bit of a disaster
with crater potholes which takes absolute concentration to stay on the road. We

We left Xai Xai (for a change) at the correct time to ensure an early arrival at our next stop , Inhambane. The road was OK, a stretch of about 100km in true Moz style a bit of a disaster with crater potholes which takes absolute concentration to stay on the road. We

We left Punta Malongane a bit late after the amazing experience with the dolphins, we thought it can't possibly be as bad as the roads leading to Punta Malongane ..........oh mu goodness....NOTHING could ever have prepared us for the roads leading to Maputo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We have honestly NEVER seen anything like this. The stretch of "tar" we were gleefully told about the previous day turned into a nightmare and was worse than any gravel road in exixtence anywhere!It had potholes the size of craters and bushes growing in the middle of the road for good measure!!

What an experience we had in this our 21st country that we visited!!! It is so appropriate that this is no21 (overall that is, not only Africa) as this is a country of growth, of renwal, hope and a new life, all the things that is important for a 21 year old.

We drove into KZN via Port Edward, stopping for a delicious lunch at the Wild Coast Sun, which elicited another search for the elusive replacement swimming costume, again to no avail. We then followed the old road up te coast to to our next destination on the South Coast, Sunwich Port, the home of Auntie Colleen and Uncle Gerry, just north of Port Shepstone.