a mozamtreat

Over New Year I was lucky enough to be in Mozambique. Oh Boy was it pretty! And hot. So much of hot. Hot enough to warrant a Santàl every hour even. We swam in lakes and in the tepid ocean and gave surfing a bash (I did at least, the others really could surf), and fished and snorkeled and ate pow and other yummy things and then collapsed at the end of every day with sunburn and full bellies on our stretchers beneath the covering of mosquito nets, our only protection against vengefull giant bugs. Bliss. 

Here are a few snaps of the happy times.