The area I'm staying at isn't known in Mozambique for amazing beaches. (Though yes, they're still quite beautiful, so I don't understand how the ranking goes.) So for a day excursion I asked my new friends if they'd like to go to a nice beach for the day. Rio Savani is an area near here known to be nice (but more populated), so they said we should go to Senga which is a little further out.
Deon and Denize are a couple I met here that go to an English-speaking church that I attended a couple times while here. Deon is a South African and Denize is Brazilian. Laura also said she'd like to come, so we drove for a couple hours and then arrived at a little bit of paradise.
We had to walk a ways across some mud and sand as the tide was out...
But even that was beautiful!
Last time our hosts were at this area, their canoe capsized so they took a couple trips to carry us all across safely.
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| Our canoe sailors |
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| Deon and I pass over |
You can tell just by looking at either end of the canoe that show the rings of a very old trunk, that each canoe is made from a single large tree. I was told later on that they're passed down from father to son, from generation to generaton. The handiwork is pretty impressive.
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| Important things like wintered faces from New York need to be covered |
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| I can see for miles and miles and miles and.. |
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| Denize and me |
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| Mirror? |
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| Our canoe folks and locals |
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