Scorpions & Paradise

After the 2nd night in the bush, I awake to find a yellow scorpion under my tent - only the deadliest out there. Terrified, surprisingly I did not scream. Once we remove this – carefully with the shovel – we also find that Jeffrey has flown the coop. Guess he was wild after all. He will be missed, although eagles are smelly birds! 

After another long day on the dusty roads, we arrive in Vilankulos. Turns out all of those bumps, bounces and bruises were well worth it. The Indian Ocean is a gorgeous and refreshing site, and one of the most beautiful beaches I've ever seen. Vilankulos was a bustling town, but the touts and beggers were out in full force. Everyone is your 'friend'. It was difficult to even go for a swim without someone asking for $ or showing you their wares. I try my luck in the market, but end up getting yelled at in Chechewa by a lady selling fish, then kissed on the cheek.... I hurried away. Totally unsure of how I made this woman angry, I decide to spend the next day exploring Bazruto Island's dunes and using my new PADI license, far away from town. Dune climbing, turtles, and hundreds of beautiful fish. Fantastic. Our last night there we hit up the Afro Night Club, where we danced the night away with some locals. Fun, until I tried to drag my friends home and once again I was getting yelled at by a local lady of the night who was pursuing the Brazilian. How dare I take him away! And another kiss from her. Off we go.... I went to bed exhausted and confused, but at least we were all home in 1 piece. In 2 hours we were supposed to be leaving for Gorongosa....

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