We were leaving Beira this day and continuing to go North towards Tanzania. From now on Beira was going to be the last big city for us for a long while. Quite happy to leave the noise and the buzz and get back to the countryside. Said goodbye to our very nice hosts and headed through the city Northwards. That was Christmas day and we were expecting most of the market places and shops to be closed, but we were wrong. Nothing seemed to remind us that it was festive season. All things were running as usual. People were busy buying, selling and fixing things. Here are photos of some old apartment blocks that were built in Portuguese era and that now are occupied by local Mozambicans:
We got out of the city and took the road that goes next to Gorongosa National Park. We didn't see any animals nearby. :/ The road was sandy, and in good condition, looks like they were going to make a new road, there were warning signs of roadworks here and there in a form of trees and brunches thrown on the road which is typical for Mozambique:
Some hard working men on the road pulling huge blocks of wood on their bicycles:
And then big trucks fully loaded (and overloaded) with wood:
Trying to overtake each other just in front of us...
When we got to the T junction that leads to Gorongosa or Caia where nice and sandy road turned into badly potholed tar:
People carrying wood for their household needs, this area is still rich of trees and thick forests...
In Caia village there is a bridge we had to pay to cross Zambezi river. This bridge is 2376 m long and costed 80 milj $ to build.
The cyclists don't pay the fee and there is loads of them:
Zambezi river is fourth longest river in Africa - 2574 km long. It rises in Zambia and flows through eastern Angola, Namibia, Botswana, along the border between Zambia and Zimbabwe to Mozambique. The beautiful Zambezi river:
We saw a bus with some extra seats (just in case) :)
And there we were on the fields and countryside again:
As we got closed to the sea, the roads got busier and lots of people again. Selling, buying, eating mangos and talking on their mobile phones. But nothing suggested that it was Christmas Day. Nobody shouted Boa Festa! to us, no music, no dancing, no parties...
It was getting late and we had to get to the beach for some camping possibilities, the sun was setting and we had our sunset in the rear mirror:
And rainbow!
We arrived to Zalala Beach and it was dark, luckily the campsite was still there and we camped near the beach. We prepared our Christmas dinner:
Next to us there were few bars, so music was quite loud, but eventually it stopped and we could have some rest. Camping was very nice and the staff was great, we had hot bucket showers.
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