Around July last year my contract at that job that was slowly killing me but paid me decent enough to allow me to pay off all my debts and have a few bucks left to sustain myself while I tried to figure things out ended. I sold some of my furniture, gave some away and sent some to my parents’ house where I would be staying until this new storm passes — if it passes. To delay the inevitable feelings of failure I decided to take a trip to Mozambique. The plan was to visit coastal towns from the South to the North using public transport but that would’ve been a bit expensive and impractical logistically since it’s cumbersome travelling by public transport in Moz. I ended up deciding to visit Ilha de Moçambique and Quirimbas but ended up only visiting Ilha because on the day I was supposed to travel further north I caught a stomach bug and decided to fly back to South Africa (I also had to attend a friend’s funeral and continuing would have meant using money for my flight ticket and coming back by bus; I didn’t have enough strength to endure that again).
I wrote a short essay about travelling north by bus and took a few pics of during my stay at Ilha that I will be sharing on here in the next week or so.