Xai Xai
The road from maputo to Xai Xai was a good tarred road, making the trip of 230 km north an easy one. There were several police checks at the villages, but we were waved through each one by smiling friendly officials. John......keeping to the speed limits helps!! We crossed the Xai Xai bridge over the Limpopo in the gathering dusk, and true to form it seems , arrived in the dark. A "GArmin" read and some half-intelligible instructions from a petrol attendant led us off to the beach ("praia") a further 20kms out of town. On our arrival at a circle in the middle of nowhere we were met by Manuel who hitched a lift standing on Stanruza's running board and guided us to Praia de Xai Xai campsite.. It consisted of a rudimentary bar & reataurant , chalets ful of a group of Free Staters. We reanted a "bungalow", had an impromptu dinner of cold meats and bread together with another good bottle of red wine and soon passed out watching "Fiddler on the Roof" on the laptop!!
The beach bar
The next morning, Annaliese promtly went straight into a huge branch with Stan, so at this stage we are not sure if the tent is still 100%, but do not have the guts to find out !!! We set out to explore after a cup of cofee at the "bar" and found we believe a place that will no doubt be one of our favourites on this trip!!! Our stunning "house on the hill"
Watch this space for further adventures and disasters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Inet shop closing.Love to all till next timexxxx
To get to the “resort”
follow the road N/NE past the main Xai Xai campsite on the beach, past a few
groups of houses. It is called Chonguene Beach Resort and belongs to
Pieter from
yourself.

Our house on the hill, the view and the inside
Stew buying bread from Richard
All was however not just
moonshine and roses, as life needs to be lived on both sides!! One thing, there
was hardly any reception for the phone and ZACK, you little shit……every time we
tried to phone, we had to climb a dune……..so appreciate the 3 messages you
got!!! Also no internet connection, so despite all the thousands of rands we
spend on “staying connected” we still cannot use the device and will be
dependant upon internet cafes. BUT PLEASE keep on mailing as it is the BEST to
get news, we will reply as often as we can find an open café!
We also experienced the
true tropical climate here, lying on the beach one minute & the nextthenext minute the sea turns grey, the clouds gather
and rains pours down in buckets!! So different from our
The lifestyle here is
unbelievable, the locals bring freshly caught crayfish to your doorstep,
Richard, the baker appeared at our door early the first morning with freshly
baked bread and croissants!! Even more amazing is that he managed to find us
the next morning after we moved 4 kms down the road !! I could not believe when
I saw him outside as we did not even tell him that we will be in a different
place.
We also discovered the
most amazing site……..a haunted hotel!!! I promise, Stew did not believe me
either, but he had to after what happened there! But first about the hotel, the
locals have different stories, but it either belongs to a certain D”Oliveira
who also owns the Polana or a cetain Durbanite, not sure. It is completely abandoned due to the war, but not
badly vandalized at all. It is HUGE with 110 rooms as well as self catering
units (it seems) but a lot of the stuff is still there, like the marble counters,
the bar stools at the bar, some of the headboards, you can just see how smart
the whole place was, you can hear the music if you listen very carefully, see
the people dancing or having cocktails, having drinks on the patio, you can see
the cooks preparing the most amazing meals etc!!! The place is a photographers
dream and I went mad clicking away. We even found some of the old menus as well
as food and drink order slips!! Check the pics………



The seats at the pool
This was however not the end of the fun and games here, will continue tom as the bloody place is closing again!
We started feeling a bit weird and left the place in
a bit of a hurry, only to discover that Stanruza was
stuck!! Really stuck in the sand, see, HAUNTED HOTEL
!!! (now Stew had to believe me!) Well the only
thing we could do was to be exited to use all the fancy equipment! So out came
the sand tracks …….. progress was VERY slow to say the
least and I am not much help in the pushing department with my bad back. Luckily
within a short while the first local appeared, then the next one and then the
next one and then a few etc.., what we did realize with this whole episode was
that your fancy equipment is just exactly that, fancy! The help that worked best
in the end, was putting a whole lot of bushes (readily available) on the tracks
they all helped to push and voila! Off we went with at least 4 hanging on to the
car for the rest of the way back to our house
!!
Getting the fancy stuff!!
The locals know best
We spend our last night at Xai Xai having steak and loving the view and the sound of the waves
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