We had planned a week long roadtrip to Mozambique, driving up the coast to Tofo, a beach that Lonely Planet refers to as 'legendary'. What we got was a cyclone. And after 24 hours with no sign of letting up, we decided to abandon Mozam for Swaziland (which the weather forecast assured us would be better). And whilst the weather certainly was, our luck was not; we managed to crash the car into a mini-bus just over the border. Fortunately the only injuries were to Bev (the car). There followed an amusing hour or two of hanging out with the Swazi traffic police (at the end of which they asked us for our e-mail addresses so that they could "keep in touch") until a tow truck arrived to take us to the nearest town. Needing to regain our holiday cheer we hired a car and headed for some of Swazi's game parks; a delightful afternoon of horse-riding amongst zebras and impalas was followed by a less delightful self-drive where we got stuck in the mud and had to hike through the game park for help (not the lion enclosure fortunately!).
After all of that, I was almost relieved to be coming back to Mosvold!
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