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Chili sauce vendor in Maputo at the Mercado Central

15 Quirky Things to Do in Maputo

I spent six days in Maputo, the capital of Mozambique.

Statue of Samora Machel in Maputo, Mozambique.
Statue of Samora Machel, the first president of independent Mozambique. Erected in 2011, the monument was designed and constructed in North Korea.

Two friends joined me for the last two days but the rest of the time I was alone. Other than booking my flight and accommodation and buying a guide book — the Bradt Travel Guide for Mozambique, which has a short and rather disappointing chapter on Maputo but was helpful nonetheless — I made zero plans before going. Once there, I continued making zero plans and just wandered around looking at things.

I realized Maputo is one of the most underrated travel destinations in Southern Africa (perhaps surpassed only by Johannesburg), especially for people who like cities. Maputo is cosmopolitan, with incredible food, history, architecture, art, and culture. There aren’t many cities like that in this sparsely populated corner of the world.

Jumma Masjid - mosque in downtown Maputo
The Jumma Masjid, Maputo’s big downtown mosque, one of many strikingly beautiful buildings I stumbled upon while out walking around Maputo.

Here are the top 15 quirky places/things I discovered in Maputo. This list is by no means comprehensive. Read to the end for a few tips about visiting the city.

My Favorite Things in Maputo

1) Architecture

Quirky architecture is everywhere in Maputo.

Radio Mozambique in Maputo
Radio Moçambique.
Beautiful pink high-rise in Maputo
Maputo or Miami?
Abandoned Portuguese villa in Maputo
Old and new.
Interesting church and apartment building in Maputo
Pink and yellow.
Imposing Maputo highrises
I was oddly enthralled by these weird-looking high-rises.
Saint Anthony Catholic Church - lemon-squeezer-shaped church in Maputo
Saint Anthony Catholic Church, the “lemon-squeezer church” on Avenida Kwame Nkrumah.

2) Museu De História Natural de Maputo (Museum of Natural History)

Museum of Natural History in Maputo
Maputo’s gothic-style Museum of Natural History.

This is one of the strangest museums I’ve ever visited. The building is stately and and beautiful and the exhibits are fascinating, yet…repulsive.

Inside the Maputo Natural History Museum
The museum’s dramatic, double-story entry hall.
Preserved snakes in the Maputo Natural History Museum
Strangely beautiful dead snakes and lizards. Apparently there is also a collection of preserved elephant foetuses (!) but somehow I missed those.
Bloody taxidermy at the Maputo Natural History Museum.
One of at least 20 taxidermy hunting scenes in which animals are murdering each other in the bloodiest, most macabre ways possible.

The Museu De História Natural deMaputo is on Rua dos Lusíadas in the Polana district. Admission is free.

3) Catedral de Nossa Senhora da Imaculada Conceição (Cathedral of Our Lady of the Immaculate Conception) and the monument to Samora Machel

Maputo’s main cathedral is in the center of town on Praça da Independência (Independence Square). Right next to it is the massive, nine-meter-tall monument to Samora Machel (pictured above).

Catedral de Nossa Senhora da Imaculada Conceição
This Art Deco church was built in 1936. I would have loved to see the inside but it was never open when I walked past.

4) FEIMA – Feira de Artesanato, Flores e Gastronomica (Crafts, Flowers and Gastronomy Fair) of Maputo

This outdoor craft market, nicknamed FEIMA, is the best place in Maputo to buy crafts and souvenirs. In fact it’s one of the best craft markets I’ve ever been to. The setting is beautiful, the things for sale are beautiful — there are lots of run-of-the-mill African crafts but also lots of really great art — the vendors are chilled, and there are several cafés of the premises.

Wooden bowls for sale at FEIMA in Maputo
I bought one of these.
I bought a pair of these too.
Whole grilled fish at FEIMA in Maputo
I ate one of these, served at the Restaurante Graciana in the market.
Bags for sale at FEIMA in Maputo
I wanted to buy one of these but ran out of money.

FEIMA is on Avenida de Matires de Machava in the Baixa district.

5) Casa Elefante

I don’t sew, but if I did I would have gone to town at this incredible fabric shop. I’ve never seen so much beautiful African material in one place.

Man at Casa Elefante fabric shop in downtown Maputo.
A floor-to-ceiling riot of color in Casa Elefante.

Casa Elefante is at 1845 Avenida 25 de Setembro across the road from the Mercado Central.

6) Mercado Central

This is the main central market in downtown Maputo, with vendors selling fresh produce, fish, household items, crafts, and whatever else you can imagine. The market is beautiful, spotless, and the vendors are friendly. I loved it.

Mercado Central in Maputo
The market.
Chili vendor in the Mercado Central
Blazing hot birds eye chilis and the best peri peri sauce you’ll ever taste. Peri peri sauce is amazing in Maputo.
Vegetable vendor in Mercado Central
Nice man who sold me bell peppers.

The Mercado Central is also on Avenida 25 de Setembro.

7) Jardim Tunduru Botanical Gardens

This large botanical garden is in the center of town and popular with locals because it’s the best place to escape Maputo’s stifling heat. I spent 45 minutes there on a shady bench, watching birds and lizards and screeching bats in the trees.

Jardim Tunduru Botanical Gardens
Jardim Tunduru

Jardim Tunduru has several gates but only one of them is open. Enter and exit through the main gate on Rua Henrique de Sousa, just down from the Praça da Independência.

8) Breakfast at Pastelaria Pizza House 3

Pastelarias — bakeries with attached cafés — are dotted all over Maputo and great places to stop for a coffee or inexpensive meal. The Pastelaria nearest to my flat was called Pizza House 3. (I never saw anyone eating pizza.) It was on Avenida 24 de Julho in the Polana district.

Breakfast at a Pastelaria in Maputo
Cheese omelette with chips and a delicious café com leite (coffee with milk) at Pizza House 3.

I had breakfast there twice and bought all my bread from the bakery at the back. A tasty oval-shaped loaf the size of a small baguette costs 10 meticais (2 rand, or 16 cents).

9) Louis Tregardt (Louis Trichardt) Trek Memorial Garden

This was my weirdest Maputo sight-seeing experience. In the middle of a bustling downtown neighborhood on Avenida Ho Chi Min is a pristine memorial to South African Voortrekker Louis Trichardt (spelled Tregardt in Portuguese — important when locating the memorial on Google Maps), who died of malaria here during the Great Trek.

Louis Tregardt Memorial in Maputo
The Louis Tregardt Trek Memorial Garden.

I don’t have time to explain the complicated historical and cultural significance of the Great Trek and why I found it strange that this memorial — funded by the South African apartheid government in 1968 — still stands in Mozambique, a country that has more recently experienced socialist rule and violent civil war. But it’s super interesting and worth a visit.

Louis Tregardt Memorial in Maputo
An interesting map of Louis Trichardt’s trek.

The memorial is tricky to find — I almost walked right past the gate. It’s on Avenida Ho Chi Min near the corner of Avenida Felipe Samuel Magaia.

10) Estação Central dos Caminhos de Ferro (Central Railway Station)

Maputo’s Central Railway Station is world-famous: In 2009 Newsweek ranked the station #7 in an article about the world’s grandest train stations. The Maputo station has appeared on several other such lists.

Estação Central dos Caminhos de Ferro in Maputo
The railway station is also the site of a huge bus stop, hence the hundreds of people milling about in front of it.

Opened in 1910, the station was long rumoured to have been designed by French architect Gustave Eiffel. But that is untrue. The station was designed by by José Ferreira da Costa and modeled after the old central train terminal in Joburg (which now sits in Newtown just under Nelson Mandela Bridge).

Platform in Maputo's Central Railway Station
A platform inside the station.

The station is exceedingly pleasant to visit. Walk up and down the platforms to see some beautiful old photos of the station. There is also a café and a small museum.

The Central Railway Station is just off Avenida 25 de Setembro, a short walk from the Mercado Central.

11) The Scala Cinema

I was charmed by the old Scala Cinema, an Art Deco theatre built in 1931. I don’t think the theatre is operating anymore but the building has been beautifully maintained.

Scala Cinema in Maputo
The Scala Cinema.

I wandered inside and found the lobby decorated with old movie posters and giant antique film projectors. Upstairs is a restaurant, Wood’s Lounge, where you can sit on the balcony overlooking the street. I had a very pleasant meal there.

Cinema Scala is on Avenida 25 de Setembro, one block east of the Mercado Central.

12) Costa do Sol

Restaurante Costa do Sol is a seafood restaurant just outside Maputo, about a 15-minute taxi ride from the city center. Costa do Sol opened in 1938 and is famous for its prawns. The restaurant provides a great excuse to get out of town and hang out by the beach for a couple of hours.

Prawn and calamari lunch at Costa do Sol in Maputo
My lunch at Costa do Sol: the prawn and calamari combo. Delicious.

The beach is pretty but not quite inviting enough for sunbathing — there’s a bit of rubbish scattered around and the water isn’t super clear due to a nearby river mouth. Nonetheless, my friends and I enjoyed a quick stroll on the sand and wading in the warm, shallow water.

View of the beach across from Costa do Sol
View of the beach from Costa do Sol.
The beach provides a nice view of the city.

Before lunch we sat outside one of the many beachside shacks and had a beer, which was fun but hilarious and slightly stressful at the beginning because two lady beer shack owners had a boisterous, 10-minute argument about which one of them was going to serve us.

Costa do Sol is at Avenida Marginal 10294.

13) Dhow Moçambique

Dhow is a gorgeous, classy restaurant/bar in the Polana district, with a great view of the harbor. The restaurant serves Greek food and everything is glorious except for the prices — Dhow is on the expensive side and geared toward tourists and expats. It’s worth it anyway for the amazing setting.

Dhow Mozambique in Maputo
This picture really doesn’t properly convey how lovely Dhow is.

Dhow is at 4 Rua da Marracuene. The street dead-ends at the ocean — when you reach the end, look for the gate to your left.

14) DEAL Espaço Criativo (Creative Space)

My Airbnb host tipped me off to DEAL (Design, Entertainment, Art, and Literature), a private home turned into an art gallery and craft store. Every single thing in this place is beautiful and locally made and all of it is for sale. DEAL also has a really nice restaurant in the garden.

Inside DEAL Creative Space in Maputo
Inside DEAL Creative Space.

DEAL is at Rua Jose Mateus 265 in the Polana district.

15) Maputo’s Fruit and Vegetable Vendors

Everywhere you look in Maputo there are people selling fruit and vegetables from mobile carts or stands. Besides providing the great convenience of shopping while walking, these vendors create a wonderful sense of vibrancy on the streets. Joburg needs more of this.

Buying custard apples on the street in Maputo.
Fiver buys custard apples from a fruit vendor. Note the hand-held digital scale.
Coconut salesman in Maputo
A coconut salesman who happened to pull up in front of my flat as I arrived home one afternoon.

Quick Tips for Visiting Maputo

  1. Portuguese is the national language in Mozambique. I don’t speak Portuguese (beyond bom dia and obrigada) but didn’t have much problem communicating — most restaurants and shops have at least one English speaker.
  2. South Africans don’t need a visa to visit Mozambique but most non-Africans do. Visas at the airport cost $50 (you can pay in dollars or rands) and can be purchased on arrival. Don’t go straight to the regular immigration line — there is a small table in the corner where you need to go first to buy your visa.
  3. Print out a copy of your accommodation booking before you leave. Immigration officials will give you a hard time if you can’t provide the exact address where you’ll be staying.
  4. We stayed in an Airbnb in the Polana district on Avenida Ahmed Sekou Touré. Our flat is called “Love Maputo Polana” on Airbnb and I highly recommend it. Shout-out to our awesome hosts Maria and Patricia.
  5. A taxi ride from the airport to town should cost around 800 meticais (about $12 or R180). It’s best to arrange a taxi in advance if you can.
  6. It’s hard to navigate Maputo without Google Maps and wifi is not prevalent. I recommend buying a local SIM card at the airport. I had a bad experience with my mCel SIM card (the signal was very spotty) but my friend swore by her Movitel card.
  7. Except for the cheap and delicious bread and the local beer, I thought food was a bit expensive in Maputo — perhaps 15-20% more expensive than in Joburg.
  8. I found walking alone in Maputo during the day to be 100% safe. I never felt vulnerable and wasn’t harassed or even approached by a single policeman or hustler. I’ve heard you should carry your passport at all times, and I did, but no one ever asked me for it.
  9. It’s freaking hot in Maputo. Dress accordingly and drink coconuts.
Heather with a coconut in Maputo
Photo: Fiver Löcker

Central Mozambique was hit by a disastrous cyclone last week. The storm was far north of Maputo and the city wasn’t affected. But hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people have been killed in the city of Beira and surrounding areas. If you’d like to donate to help the victims of Cyclone Idai, Health Alliance International is a good charity to support.

Pansy shell on Bazaruto beach

Three Days in a Mozambican Paradise

Yes, I’m a travel blogger, and yes, I travel a lot for work. Yes, I often field sarcastic Facebook comments like, “Wow, what a rough life you have!” or, “I wish could quit my REAL job and become a blogger like you.” I usually resent these comments. Travel blogging is harder than it looks and most of my travel is far from glamorous.

My most recent trip to Mozambican paradise, however, was an exception. This trip was every bit as glamorous as it looked and you should resent me for it.

Looking down on VilanculosLooking down on the town of Vilanculos, Mozambique, during my helicopter ride to Benguerra Island.

We flew from Johannesburg to Vilanculos with Airlink, as part of a campaign to promote Airlink’s flights around Southern Africa. (Incidentally, the flight from Joburg to Vilanculos is ridiculously short — like an hour and 15 minutes. That’s about the same amount of time it takes to fly from Joburg to Durban.) Once in Vilanculos, we took a 10-minute helicopter ride to Benguerra Island, the second-largest island in the Bazaruto Archipelago.

Benguerra Island from the helicopterA birds-eye view of Benguerra Island at low tide.

The helicopter dropped my colleague Frances and I off at Benguerra Island’s Azura Retreat. Azura is literally paradise.

Villa at Azura RetreatMy villa at Azura.

Azura Retreat bedroomThe bedroom.

View of Azura villa from the beachThis photo gives you an idea of the villa’s proximity to the beach. I watched every sunset from that thatch-roofed lounger.

Birds in plunge pool at Azura RetreatI’ve heard legends about luxurious resort rooms with individual plunge pools, but this was my first time actually experiencing one. The pool was awesome — I loved relaxing in it. But most of all, I loved watching the birds in the plunge pool. Here are two weaver birds having fun.

benguerra-island-weaverI took dozens of pictures of the birds in the pool. It was hard to choose.

Dhow on Benguerra IslandA traditional dhow that took us on a sunset cruise our first evening.

Azura has only 20 villas, each of which is assigned a dedicated “host”. Our host was Paulino, who served all our meals and drinks and catered to every need during our stay.

PaulinoPaulino shows us the lunch menu on our first day.

The food at Azura was sensational. We ate local fish for every meal and there wasn’t a single buffet. (I hate buffets.) One night we even had local soft-shell crab for dinner. Soft-shell crab is one of my favorite dishes in the world — it’s a specialty in my home town of Baltimore — and this is the first time I’ve seen it on a menu anywhere outside the United States. Unfortunately I don’t have a photo of the Azura soft-shell crab, as we were eating that meal on the beach in the dark. I assure you though, it was paradise in my mouth.

Azura also serves delicious cocktails.

benguerra-sunset-toastOne evening I fell asleep on the thatched lounger. I woke up at sunset to find this margarita next to me. (Paulino delivered it without waking me up.) I toasted with the sun.

One day we took Azura’s “island-hop” tour, visiting nearby Bararuto Island and snorkelling on the pristine coral reef nearby.

Heather on Bazaruto IslandMe on Bazaruto Island. (Photo: Frances Steyn)

Bazaruto sand dunesClimbing Bazaruto’s immense sand dunes with guide Sujado (left) and honeymooners Lily and Mike (right). 

Pansy shell on Bazaruto beachA pansy shell, aka sand dollar, found on the beach. These shells all have the same design, created by nature.

I don’t have an underwater camera so I couldn’t take photos while snorkelling. But the coral reef was spectacular and we saw so many beautiful things. I particularly liked the giant blue starfish.

Our last full day we took a tour of Benguerra island, which is 55 square kilometers and has a population of about 1800 people. It was nice to see the interior of the island, which feels far removed from the fancy resort. We visited with a small flock of flamingos, and went to the beautiful deserted beach on the Indian Ocean side of the island. We also visited the local school, which was celebrating the official opening of two new classrooms with support from Azura.

Flamingos and heron on BenguerraUp close with the flamingos and another water bird (an egret, I think).

Benguerra Primary SchoolThe new school building on Benguerra, which was holding an official opening ceremony while we were there.

 When we got back to Azura, I was lucky to meet the chief of Benguerra Island, Aaron João Zivane. He had also been to the opening of the primary school and was dressed in his full chief regalia.

Benguerra Chief AaronThis chief is too cool.

And then, of course, there were the sunsets.

Sunset and water on BenguerraSunsets never get old in paradise. There are so many different ways to photograph them.

Sunset and boats on BenguerraMy favorite Benguerra sunset shot.

Thanks for taking me to paradise, Airlink. You’ve made all my readers hate me but it was worth it.

This post was sponsored by Airlink and Azura Retreats. Opinions expressed are mine. 

A Crumbling Hotel in Paradise

I recently spent three days at the Anantara Bazaruto Island Resort and Spa, a perfectly maintained luxury hotel off the coast of Mozambique. I loved every minute of it, but my favorite part of the trip was the time I spent exploring an abandoned, dilapidated hotel that was crumbling into the sea before my eyes.

Crumbling hotel

The slowly disintegrating Santa Carolina Hotel.

The Santa Carolina Hotel is on Paradise Island (formerly called Santa Carolina Island), which is a quick boat ride from both Bazaruto and the coastal town of Vilankulos. We took a half-day excursion there from Anantara. While my travel companions were lounging on the beach or walking around other parts of the island, I was creeping around the old hotel grounds taking pictures.

Hotel building2

One of the hotel buildings.

Hotel building

Another building, perhaps a former staff quarters. Check out the stairwell on the side.

Santa Carolina Island was a penal colony during World War II and was eventually developed as a resort destination in the 1950s. I’m not exactly sure of the history of the hotel. According to one post I found it was built in 1962 and abandoned in 1974, due to changing economic conditions and civil war. But I have a hard time believing that this hotel has been empty for 40 years.

Apparently Bob Dylan once stayed at Santa Carolina and wrote a song about it, and I think a season of Survivor was filmed here. The island is pretty much deserted now except for the occasional group of day-trippers from nearby resorts.

View from hotel

View of the ocean from what I assume was the hotel restaurant. I love the stone tiles. On the upper floors I found neat piles of wooden parquet tiles — already removed from the floor — stacked against the corridor walls.

Mermaid graffiti

Many of the hotel walls were covered in crude graffiti. This seems to be a drawing of a mermaid holding a fishing spear.

Guy at hotel

This is Alexander (or maybe Alejandro?), the only person I encountered while exploring the hotel. He might be a security guard of some sort. I asked him how long he’s been living there and I think he said 22 years. We struggled to communicate.

Hotel chapel_edited-1

This tiny Art Deco chapel was my favorite part of the hotel.

Inside chapel1

The inside of the chapel took my breath away. It felt like the congregation had just left. In fact, I felt certain that people must still go there to pray. But I asked Alexander and he said no.

Inside chapel2

This half of a plastic bottle, filled with sand and a seashell, was on the table at the front of the chapel. I like to think it’s some kind of religious offering but I’m guessing a tourist put it there. There was a biblical verse scrawled onto the wall by the door: “For he so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son (John 3:16)”.

I’m really grateful that I got the chance to visit Santa Carolina. I’m rarely able to do this kind of exploration on my own and it was a special experience.

Sitting on roof

Alone in my flip-flops on the roof of the Santa Carolina Hotel. I felt like I was the only person in the world.

Speaking of unique opportunities, I’m leaving for Zimbabwe tomorrow morning. I’m spending eight days in Harare and in Zimbabwe’s remote eastern highlands. This is a holiday trip and I’ll be cut off from the digital world for most of the week. (Gasp.) So don’t be surprised by my silence. Be back soon.

Living Like Queens on an African Beach

Boat on beach


The boat captain pointed into the flat, clear, turquoise water. I caught a glimpse of dolphin fin a couple of hundred meters away.

“Let’s swim with them,” said Theresa. She flung off her sarong and dove over the side of the boat. Pippa, Bridget, and Sandi followed in quick succession. Theresa took several strokes and then turned around.

“Aren’t you coming, Heather?” I looked over at the captain. He was staring into the distance and seemed hardly to have noticed the boat’s deserters.

I shrugged, pulled off my shorts and tank top, and jumped.

Walking to boat

Our gang walking out to the boat that would take us on a day trip from Bazaruto to Paradise Island, not long before the moment described above.

We never caught up with the dolphins. We didn’t swim very fast and the dolphin pod was probably frightened by all the estrogen. But that didn’t matter. Over the course of three days, our group of ladies managed to:

  • Sled down a sand dune in the midst of a sunset sandstorm;
  • Explore the ruins of an abandoned beach hotel;
  • Ride a pack of lazy horses up and down a pristine, white-sand beach;
  • Spend many hours doing nothing, gazing out at the sea;
  • Drink dozens, maybe hundreds, of caipirinhas;
  • Rub mud all over each other while sitting naked in a sauna (seriously); and
  • Eat far too much of everything.

Empty beach

The Anantara Bazaruto Island Resort and Spa, my home for three days last weekend.

Every now and again, my blogging credentials get me invited on a media trip to a fabulous African destination. (The long-time readers among you might remember the post about my Luxury Weekend in the Waterberg, alternatively named “I Am So F-ing Lucky”.) I’ve learned that when such an invitation appears in my inbox it’s best to accept immediately, which is what I did when I received Theresa’s invitation for a weekend at the Anantara Bazaruto Island Resort and Spa.

Theresa’s trips are always incredibly fun, not just because of the amazing destinations but also because of the amazing, crazy women Theresa brings together.

Ladies on beach

A group of serious journalists, “working hard” in Mozambique.

Bazaruto is off the coast of central Mozambique, near to the town of Vilankulos. We flew into Vilankulos direct from Joburg (our flights were courtesy of Airlink) on a Friday afternoon, and hopped a 45-minute boat shuttle to Bazaruto.

Boat at Vilanculos

Our boat shuttle from Vilankulos to Bazaruto. (Just kidding. Our real boat was just out of the frame but this one was prettier.)

My photos tell the story from here on.

Anantara room

The inside of my luxurious bungalow at Anantara, about 50 meters from the beach. 

Grilled fish

My first meal at Anantara: grilled tuna with rice and vegetables.

Paradise Island beach

The wild beach at Paradise Island, which used to be called Santa Carolina Island. We spent a day at Paradise, swimming and eating and walking around. Exploring this island was my favorite part of the trip. 

Anantara spa view

The view from Anantara Spa, which is on a seaside cliff overlooking the rest of the resort. I don’t have any pictures of us naked in the sauna. (I actually did try but my lens fogged up.) We also hung out in the jacuzzi and had fantastic massages.

Holy Lad

The Holy Lad, my steed for the horseriding outing.

On horses

Lesley and I astride our steeds. Photo taken by our lovely horse-riding guide, whose name I forgot to record.


The Holy Lad was so laid-back that I could take photos quite easily while riding him. 

Dune boarding1

Massive sand dunes occupy a large portion of Bazaruto. On our last evening we drove to the dunes (about 15 minutes from the resort) and did some dune-boarding. The view was jaw-dropping and the dune-boarding was a blast, despite high winds whipping sand into our eyes. (Photo: Sandi Caganoff)

Dune boarding2

This was fun. (Photo: Sandi Caganoff)

On Monday we (grudgingly) waded out to the boat shuttle, rode to Vilankulos, and flew home. The end.

A few words about Anantara. This is a very high-end resort and staying there is the utmost luxury. Every need is taken care of before you even think of it. The resort grounds are lush, beautiful, and understated. Drinks and all the food you can possibly eat are included in the cost of your stay.

The worst thing to happen to me over the course of the weekend was having to wait a bit too long for my fancy cocktail to be served. And sitting on that beach, with my toes in the silken white sand, watching the sunset over the impossibly blue water, was perfect.

That said, Anantara is part of a big international resort chain and virtually everything is imported from South Africa and other far-away places. The cost of staying there is very, very steep: $590 (about R6500) per person, per night. This is more than my monthly rent in Joburg. I could never afford to stay at Anantara if I weren’t so f-ing lucky.

Other than the price, my only complaint about Anantara is the excessive opulence and abundance of the food. The breakfast and dinner buffets were so massive that I struggled to decide what to eat, and actually I would have been happy with a platter of grilled calamari and glass of vinho verde for every single meal. In fact my favorite meal was lunch, which was simple and chosen from a small, a la carte menu.

Less is more sometimes, and at Anantara I would have preferred a bit less. But, hey. I should really just shut up because this view is hard to complain about.


Sunset on Bazaruto. It doesn’t suck.

Stay tuned for a follow-up post about the abandoned Santa Carolina Hotel on Paradise Island.