A month of madness, mayhem and magnificent beaches...ahh Mozambique! Without a single dull moment, this trip was truly a gem of a memory.

It started out with me, my mate (Francois, with whom I have witnessed a fair bit of passport stamps being added to our passports by now), and my dad (also known as Dad) rolling over to neighbouring Swaziland and eventually Mozambique in my baby, a 1981 240D Mercedes Benz (also known as Ouma Hester). After the initial hiccups (such as me forgetting the passports in Pretoria and having to organize ... (more)