There's been a lot of backspace action because I'm refusing to write like someone who is drunk. I am fine guys. Fine.
Where we were?
(Lol I really can't take myself seriously right now let alone tell a story but I have nothing better to do and to go to sleep at this time is just ridiculous. My life has not come to this. No suh)
Ok, I'm ready.
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He was sitting down on the phone with his back to me. I took a deep breath, I was about to walk up to him to say hi, but then someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and it was my friend from twitter. I haven't mentioned before but let me tell you the backstory:
A couple months ago before I was meant to leave, I went on twitter and typed 'Mozambique' in the search bar. I just wanted to see if I could find anyone who was over there, so I could ask them questions about what it's like out there and whatnot. I came across a girl and I messaged her about safety in Maputo, and her reply was 'here, take my number. WhatsApp me'. She showed me kindness from the very beginning. We talked and became friends.
I didn't ask her to come to the airport. I couldn't believe it. You'll come to realise in time that this girl has the sweetest soul. I have never met anyone so good-hearted. I hugged her and told her that he had turned up too, she knew about him already.
I took another deep breath and walked up to him. My palms were clammy, and my legs felt like Bambi's when he tried to walk on ice for the first time. Lorddddd if my mum ever found out that a man had had this effect on me I would receive a grilling. I managed to open my mouth and let out a weak 'hi'.
(I just had to google if Bambi was a girl or boy, I need to go to sleep).
Fast forward.
The three of us walked to his taxi. I was all over the place, I even dropped my passport. If he hadn't picked it up someones uncle definitely would've sold it for a couple thousand meticais.
We found my apartment. I showered, got ready, then we all went to a restaurant called Treehouse (where two lizards nearly fell on our heads) (we think they were getting jiggy on a branch and they got too excited and lost their balance).
Fast forward x4.
I went back to his apartment.......... heh....
Fast forward x16.
He took the next day off work too so we went to a seafood restaurant I can't for the life of me remember the name of, then we chilled at Polana Serena Hotel. It was pretty nice, had a clean swimming pool and sun beds. I had a good time.
Here is a picture of Polana Hotel I stole off google to make this post look a bit more pretty because I am a bad ass bitch who doesn't care about any copyright laws.
My brain is legit shutting down. This has taken two hours to write.
The next day we go to Tofo but that is for another post and another day when I am sober.
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