I Missed My Second Flight

The next day I went horse riding on the beach. You know how little girls always want a pony, but grow out of it when they get older? Yeah, my obsession never left. To this day when my mum asks what I want for my birthday or Christmas, my reply is a horse. I don't know where I'd keep it, but I want one. I love them :(

This picture makes me laugh every time I look at it. I look like such a dweeb LOL

Horse riding is seriously harder than it looks. We tried trotting and I did not make it look graceful at all, nor was I wearing the right attire. My tits were flying around everywhere, the fishermen got quite a show. Next time I know not to wear a low cut top. Or a skirt. What an idiot. 

I went to dinner with Bas that night, Bea and Chris couldn't come because they were taking their hosts to a restaurant to thank them for having them. They met us after when they were done. Bas was going on about this event that was happening in Maputo tomorrow night and he said it was going to be huge. My friend Leo in Maputo, also told me she had spare tickets for the event. Me having the FOMO that I have, considered leaving a day earlier. That meant missing my flight (again), paying for a night at Baobab for no reason AND getting an AirBnb for one extra night in Maputo. But on the other side, the weather for the next day was crap plus the airlines over there weren't reliable so it could've got cancelled and I would've had to pay for an extra day in Baobab anyway. I only had a few days left in Mozambique, I wanted to make the most of it. I remembered that he was going to a house event too, so I specifically asked Leo 'hey remember that event he was talking about, it's not the same one we're going to is it?' and she told me that there was a house event on the week before and he was probably talking about that one. 

Okay so, I won't bump into him. I'm probably being paranoid, right? For the love of God Adiné, when will you learn to trust your instincts?

Chris and Bea told me they were taking the bus back to Maputo too. It leaves at 5am and it goes straight there. I went back to my hotel, paid my tab, ordered a tuk-tuk for 4:15, packed my bags and set my alarm for 4am. 

I didn't sleep that night. I spent the whole night staring at the ceiling. It's hard to say now if I regret the decision I made to go. I don't regret many things. I think it was meant to happen. I was meant to see that side to him. I wish I didn't because I'm filled up with so much hate now, my blood boils every time I think about that night. But that's the way it was meant to be. Fate put me in the game, it dealt the cards that led me to him and I started to play it out from the first moment I saw him. My story began with a man and a heart full of love and it ends... Well, you'll see how it ends.