To get a boleia...

Last month we had to go to Maxixe in Inhambane province for a project design and management workshop. We took counterparts, it’s basically to teach how to manage funds and start a business/project from the ground-up. I took one of my activistas because they want to start an income-generating project selling coal and firewood.

The trip was fun…especially on the way back. Emily and I got a boleia. Boleia is a ride. We decided to save money by paying for a chapa and instead try to get a ride. Eventually some south Africans came along with a huge truck and a huge boat on the back of it. They agreed to take us back to Xai Xai after they fixed a flat tire. There were some local kids waiting with us. One of them wasn’t being very nice to some of the children so em and I tried to tell him that that behavior is really rude and that it’s good to treat others with respect if you want to be respected. He had been yelling and hitting this little boy with no shoes and a jacket with holes in it. So we bought him an apple and he cheered up a little bit.

They finally fixed the tire and it was time to go and they asked us where we’d like to ride. Emily asked if we could hang out on the boat but they said no. So we got in the back of the truck. The ride back was fun. It was such a beautiful day. Emily and I were sitting back there with the sun shining, the wind blowing, people constantly waving at us, and we were listening to music on our ipods and eating a chocolate bar. That was a great day!