Hans and I in Magical Maputo

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Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo 1/1 by Anuj Tikku

After some great adventures, romance and animals at Kenya, we reached Maputo in the land of Mozambique.

Photo of Maputo, Maputo City, Mozambique by Anuj Tikku

This is a country that has an AK47 in its flag and stuff can get exciting here a bit! I checked into the Villa Das Mangas situated in the town centre.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku
Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

It is a seaport of significance and was a Portuguese colony that was granted freedom in the early 1970s.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

I was exhausted from my journey and the first couple of days was just recuperation around the hotel.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

This is where I also bumped into some exciting yet large ladies from South Africa (Maputo Girls) and had a poolside dance party.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

But I still was not able to get a feel for the city, until I met this 62-year-old Swiss man Hans.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

I was just hanging around the pool when this gentle giant smiled at me “You seem to be enjoying yourself.” he said with a smile. I said Well, life has been hell in the past. I deserve to have some fun.”

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

After the usual introductions, we sat down for a beer and I explained to him about my concept of my travelthon. “It sounds very interesting. So you want to shower the world with all your love” he remarked! “Life has not been kind to me in the past Hans. After my father's unexpected murder, I was down and out, and I have just about got back on my feet. I had started looking for a job but no one would give me one since the issue was highlighted in the media” I said with some sadness in my tone.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

“Well, I don’t think it was for personal reasons. I think people were not sure whether you would be able to perform in your job well since the incident would constantly haunt you and would be playing in your mind.” He said while taking a swig from his beer. We retired after some general discussion to our rooms for the night.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

We struck a friendship together and decided to take a trip around the city. We got hold of a tuk-tuk and zoomed around the town.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

We visited the train station, the museum, the parks and the restaurants. At the Museum, I stopped for a smoke outside and suddenly our tuk-tuk was stopped by the local police.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

I think they suspected that I was smoking some herb instead of the regular tobacco. After checking my bag, they realised it was only Marlboro.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

After that adventure, we decided to walk to the ferry and go to the beach the next day. After gulping down some sausage and prawns, Hans suggested that we have dinner at a local Indian restaurant called Galaxy and he had found the address through Google Maps.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

“But Indian food is spicy. Are you sure you can handle it?!” I asked. “Well, I had a coworker called Rasheed and he used to treat me to a lot of Indian curries. I have developed a taste for Indian cuisine. I also travelled extensively in India during 1978. I travelled to Varanasi, Calcutta and Mumbai. I love your Gods and have found Indians to be very hard working and enterprising people. They have established great businesses wherever they have gone in the world and, of course, you guys are the masters of software.” he said while wiping off some tears which rolled down his cheeks. “Why are you crying?” I asked “you haven’t even started on the Indian curries yet” and I gave him a tissue.

Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku
Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku
Photo of Hans and I in Magical Maputo by Anuj Tikku

“Well, I think it is my allergies. There must be some pollen or dust in the air” he said while wiping his tears with the tissue I gave him. So with tears rolling down Hans’ eyes, we headed back to the ferry. It was getting late and the night was upon us.

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