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Outside of Australia, particularly in developing countries, you see people. Ever notice how few people we see on out streets in suburban Australia. In Mozambique people work and socialise out on the streets, it is fascinating to watch.
The Mozambican equivalents of IKEA:
In Portuguese the acronym for AIDS becomes SIDA. This piece of public graffiti says..."There is no discrimination where we go.."
It is easy to see the poverty that exists, I hope also that people can see the spirit that exists between people. I used to be able to walk anywhere through the place, and be greeted. You had to be careful in tight locations such as markets where the pickpockets existed but, if you went pretty much cleanskin they had nothing to steal.
Mozambique has to be the most non-racist places I have ever been to. South Africa as a neighbour gave an interesting comparison.
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Well done mate, great pics and a rare insight....thx.
Some of you may have noted my weighted opinion toward Mozambique. Being a military bloke, I was mainly concerned about getting in there, doing the job, and getting out. I had read a little about the place before I went, so I understood some, mainly about the recent politics which had included, South Africa, Rhodesia, the Communist Bloc, and of course, the USAnians.
I did not know much of what 500yrs of Portuguese colonialism had meant, and I certainly knew nothing of the people that made up the nation of Mozambique. That changed though.....16th July 2000, a Sunday night, I attended a social gathering to farewell someone from the program, and my life changed forever. I met this lady:
I don't know what it was but, we connected. Her name is Dina, her father has 3 wives, which resulted in 25 brothers and sisters (a smallish family in Moz). Her father is XiChope and her mother is MaShangaan (tribes of southern Moz). She grew up speaking Chope, Shangaan, Tsonga, Ronga, and Xitswa. Then she went to school and learnt Portuguese.
When we met, I could not speak Portuguese, and definitely none of her other languages. She could not speak English. We just worked it out, and a bi-lingual dictionary came in handy.
Dina had lived through the latter half of the Mozambican War, in which she had survived two convoy ambushes. She survived being schooled by Russians who insisted on ballet being taught at school, and Russian classical music. Her life had been somewhat different to mine.
I was asked to extend my deployment and I replied in the positive immediately. I eventually headed back to Australia, worked out the migration bit, and then immigrated Dina and her three kids to join me, and my two kids in Australia. We married in 2002:
On the way to the ceremony...in the ever faithful SWB 1967 SIIA:
and besides my overseas sojourns, we have not been apart since. Dina is the bravest girl I know, taking the risks she did to move to Australia. She has learned English, she has studied, and now she is a Registered Nurse. The kids are all succeeding and the whole lot have become Australian citizens.
Much of her family live out in the bush from Maputo and it is always a favourite of mine to go visit the town where Dina was born and catch up with the relo's....picnics by the river....you have to see the culture in practise to really understand how their society works...and how strong it really is.
The following are family shots from her home town of Magude. The river is the Incomati which flows from South Africa and Swaziland, where it is known as the Nkomati.
There are crocs in the river....kids get taken. The view is from my wife's grandma's land. She and other relatives are buried there under a beautiful mango tree, overlooking the river. The graves are always tended, and when we finished the picnic, there was a small Shangaan ceremony of remembrance done by my wife's mum. Interesting and humbling to be a part of.
Forgive me for my indulgence in letting people better understand why I have such a passion for the country. We still maintain contact with Mozambique, not something that can be put aside, when we have such an expansive family.
We travel back when we can, and make sure we have at least a month there to do true justice in being feted by the whole family....constant partying. We have also bought land there, close to the beach, where we intend to build ourselves a house within the next couple of years. A house in Melbourne and one in Mozambique. We like variety.
Best read on AULRO yet.
My Daughter (17) heads to East Timor later in the year so would be interested to hear a little of your experiences there also.
2024 RRS on the road
2011 D4 3.0 in the drive way
1999 D2 V8, in heaven
1984 RRC, in hell
The people stories make all the difference. Great Photos and fantastic story. Keep 'em coming.![]()
Mozambique has all the essential minerals and Vitamin B's ....Bikini Babes, Beer & Beaches.
The southern most beach in Mozambique is Ponta D'Ouro...Point of Gold...and it is beautiful. From Maputo it is a full day of sand driving:
I am standing here with my back against the lighthouse...100m behind was the South African border, and as per usual, a minefield. We took 3 mths to clear it, and I used to make excuses to go down and inspect the work....!
The EN1 'Estrada Nacional 1' heads north out of Mozambique, and is the single line of bitumen and potholes that ties the country from north to south...almost all of the secondary roads heading off it are sand-driving...let your tyres down.
The next major town north of Maputo is Xai-Xai (Shy-Shy) it has beautiful beaches too...
Dina and I spent a weekend here in 2001:
Further north, the coastline starts to be backed by lagoons paralleling the beach, and as the EN1 climbs out of Quissico you come to a beautiful vista overlooking the lagoon and out over the Indian Ocean...a classic:
After a 500km north it started becoming more tropical as you entered into the province of Inhambane. Inhambane used to be a slave trading port run by the Arabs for hundreds of years before the Portuguese arrived and took it over. My Warrant Officer used to live in Maxixe alongside Inhambane Bay, and the Muezzin call to prayer each morning from the mosque was a daily reminder of how long Islam had been in that part of the world.
This was a group of Land Rover owners from South Africa, who asked me to take a group photo in front of Baia da Coco...Coconut Bay.
As you can see, Mozambique is a 4WD paradise, known pretty much only to South Africans. It has yet to be badly hit by tourism though, it is coming.
Further evidence of where the Arabs have been, a typical Arab dhow, unchanged for 2000yrs.
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