I am now really, truly, actually, and finally living in Mozambique! Why now? Because I’ve finally moved into my own place.
I first packed my bags on August 27 in Brighton, England. After a trip to Croatia, back to England for Oasis training, on to Houston, then Cincinnati, then Detroit, then West Michigan, Chicago, a quick trip to Iowa, back to Chicago, then to Beira staying with a host family and then friends, I can FINALLY unpack my bags. Five months later. I have never been more excited about moving into an apartment.
Not only am I finally moving into my own place, but I am blessed to have a fantastic housemate who was already in an apartment with a housemate but has been equally as excited as me about moving into this new place. Good housing is not easy to come by in Beira, but we have found a great place that seems safe, is two blocks from the beach, has electricity and running water (including a boiler in one of the bathrooms!), a large kitchen with plenty of workspace, a stove and refrigerator, a guest bedroom, a veranda with large screen doors and therefore plenty of natural light (one of my hopes for an apartment), and lovely neighbors. We even have one functioning air-conditioner, which we will never be able to afford to run. Maybe for a very special occasion. And amazingly, between the Chinese shops and South African supermarket we’ve been able to set this place up with decent and attractive household items.
I think it’s really going to feel like a home!