We spent the first week or so in Maputo too nervous to leave the house on our own. We watched so much cable we began to detect underlying thematic programming. I think I have now seen every film Ashtun Kutcher has made.
Thankfully we broke this cycle and braved the 'chapas' - notoriously dangerous mini buses which cost 10p, crammed full of people, and jump red lights. Stebba often sat on my lap, and the conductor hung out the window. We discovered Gianni's icecream place, the Polana shopping centre (not really worth the effort), the beach and that there is life outside Sommerschield.
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