this past december, two generations of best friends - aluta and i, and our moms who have been best friends since they were teenagers- went on a road trip. destination = mozambique. the drive there was awesome, with big nuz and zahara blasting in the car until we got to the border. when we got to the border, we realised my mom had forgotten the little piece of paper that proves that the car we were driving was really hers. without it, we wouldn't be able to cross over. BLEAK! a 5 hour drive for nothing?! luckily our moms aren't as dramatic as aluta and i (okay, maybe as i) so after a couple of phone calls, a fax came through and we were allowed to cross the border, whoo hoo! BUT once in maputo, we got lost! we drove around until we found a bp garage and parked there. we knew where we had to go, but we just didn't know how we'd get there. luckily a really nice guy saw how distraught we were and offered to drive where were heading, with us following him. he did just that, dropped us off and left, we didn't even get his name! nice guy.
the mozamique experience was really quite amazing. the culture is completely different from ours in south africa. i will admit i had culture shock. the people are really warm, are excellent hosts and big on family. we ate aaaalot, wherever we went. i was actually convinced i had overdosed on champagne on new years! we were staying with a family friends of ours we met when we were living in oklahoma. SUCH an AMAZING family, word can't even describe. i can't wait to go back!
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