Peter drove us to the bus station early that morning, but not before one last stop at McDonald’s. The trip to Maputo was long but uneventful and once we arrived we took a chapa to the USAID compound where Erin and I were staying at Polly and Moha’s. Originally we were only going to stay a night, but then Erin learned her best friend from her PCV group was going to be traveling through Maputo and so we decided to stay another day so Erin could meet up with her. I took advantage of the extra day to go by the immigration office and ask some questions about renewing my visa. We had already split up with Scooter and Ann as they would be spending the next week running the REDES conference.
Erin and I left on the third day, taking a chapa to the egde of the city and then hitchhiking from there. The first ride we got was great: a fast, nice, air conditioned car, with a Mozambican driver who had lived in South Africa for some time and so spoke very good English. We talked about politics and then listened to some of his music: American hip hop, but way before our time and he was disappointed when we barely recognized any of it. He took us to Xai-Xai and from there we got a second, much quieter ride with an Asian couple.
When I arrived back at the mission, it seemed completely deserted. It was the middle of a two week holiday so no students were at the school and all the orphans had gone to live with whatever relatives they had elsewhere. And Scooter was gone.
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