Hotel Breakfasts

You can have so much of hotel food. The first few days are not bad, but a week of this breakfast is just too much. It's been a week of hotel food, Portuguese TV channels and a pretty inactive lifestyle. I have been stuck in the hotel room, being imprisoned by mosquitoes. Everyone scared me about Malaria and we managed to leave our daily medication. We did get the immunization in the form of injections. Come to think of it, the streets are full of people who didn’t even get any amount of dosage.

Now I really wana be at home, at a house with a garden, lawn, trees and a real outside. My children are used to being outdoors playing and riding bicycles. I love taking care of the garden whenever I get a spare minute. I crave a home cooked meal. A lovely steamed vegetable and fish meal. Another bite at the hotel breakfast might just make me scream out loud

Being here with my kids and this laptop is what keeps me sane. So I might seem to be venting out, but rest assured, I am totally together.

Peace,

This is my online journal. It is more like my public diary and a space where I share my daily life with you. I left my family and friends and moved to Maputo Mozambique with my husband and two kids. Please click here for the full Journal.