
I've been in Maputo, the capital, since Wednesday afternoon. Maputo's an interesting place to be. I imagine it was once a very charming city. It's well laid out, with lots of beautifully constructed buildings and views of the ocean. Many of the avenues are tree-lined and breezy. It has a good road system, "paved" sidewalks and decent sewage/drainage systems. The problem is I don't think any of this has been maintained for decades. Buildings are crumbled, sidewalks completely ripped apart, roads a pot-holed, dusty and filled with trash. Public parks are more like garbage dumps. In terms of the dust and trash, it seems a lot like other African capitals I've been to. But while somewhere like Lusaka, Zambia seems like it started that way and is slowly building up, Maputo has a more complex feel of a city somewhat it ruins, somewhat rebuilding itself.

Michael and I had been planning to fly up north, to Pemba, almost immediately, but apparently flight costs have changed dramatically since I was here two years ago, and so we're waiting for a cheap(er) flight on Tuesday. We've spent the days wandering around town, getting logistics sorted out, and de-jetlagging on the beach just north of town. We're camping on the roof of Fatima's Place, a pretty typical African backpackers hostel with large rooms of bunkbeds, a few questionably sanitary bathrooms with cold showers, and a creatively decorated outside bar and lounge/patio area where about 15 20-something year old Brits, South Africans, Germans, Norweigans, Israelis, Swedes, Spaniards and occasionally some Americans hang out all evening drinking beers, playing cards and exchaning travel stories and advice. A lot of people are doing a 2-4 week South Africa/Mozambique trip; others have been traveling for over a year throughout Africa and the rest of the world. Fatima's also has a kitchen, and those of us who use it seem to be cooking exclusively eggs and toast for breakfast and pasta for dinner. Otherwise, there are some good, cheap local restaurants nearby. Here on the Southern Hemisphere I've been surprised at the sun going down around 5pm every evening, which seems to be cutting the days shorter than I'd like.
Tomorrow we'll take a chapa (tiny, crammed-in mini bus) to a supposedly lovely town on the Swaziland border. Monday we'll be back in Maputo and will wander around the city market and see the old fort, a train station designed by Gustav Eiffel (of the Tower), and an old mosque. Finally, Tuesday we'll be on to the beaches and islands around Pemba, which despite the nice things here in Maputo, is where I think Mike and I both have wanted to be since about Thursday... Ah well.