We left the Cabrini Ministries early Monday morning without my dad; he’d be traveling by himself the next day to Johannesburg and then back to America. The sisters had arranged rides to get us to the border and from there we planned to hitchhike to Maputo. Standing just outside the border, the boarder guards helped us get one of the best beleas (rides) ever. First, it was in the back of a pickup truck which meant both a spectacular view and no forced polite conversation with the drivers. Second, the driver was booking it and we made good time. Third and most ridiculously amazing, the driver and passengers were trying to get to the French Embassy and asked my sister if she knew where it was. My sister only happens to know where it is because she walks by it whenever she goes to the Peace Corps office (our destination) – a block away! Just so you understand how lucky this was for us, the car could have been headed anywhere in the very large city of Maputo and getting from where they dropped us off to the Peace Corps office could have taken anywhere up to another few hours depending on our luck with chapa rides. So getting delivered pretty much to the doorstep of our desired destination was incredible. And to top it off, the driver was so thankful for my sister’s direction that he neglected charging us for the ride.
That afternoon, we met up with Sarah and Stefanie, two sisters and long time family friends who were traveling through Africa. We went out for ice cream and Thai food again (of course).
you know your sister wrote about this like a month ago.
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