“It’s Maputo, I can cry if I want to”

Is what the 12 people I escorted were singing as I walked onto the bus when we ported in Maputo, Mozambique today.  As our first and only time in Mozambique, Maputo was a pretty boring place to spend it. 

Maputo was a 90/90 climate like NYC- 90 degrees and 90% humidity, except there was no Air Conditioned Starbucks you could hang out in a drink an Iced Passion Tea Lemonade.   This summer in New York, in order to get out of the heat I took the 2 ½ year old I babysat and went to The National History Museum a few times.  Today our guide did the same thing, except it was in Africa and the unemployment rate was 50% and there was no air conditioning.  In fact, it was a terrible museum and I never realized how I took for granted a good taxidermist. 

Seriously, this is some terrible work…eeeeewwww!!!

Thanks be to the man who took this picture of me and 1/2 a dead stuffed Lion!

P.S.  I didn't cry, it was actually a pretty good day!!!