Ilha de Moçambique

The fan is making a flickering strobe effect on the light, the room needs a sign 'Epileptics be warned'. I switch off the light. I'm feeling stronger now, at least enough to eat. A bread roll with peanut butter smeared on it. I bought the rolls from a local market this morning. The vendor had stood there looking at me as though I should know what to do. Thankfully my prolonged blank response was enough to kick him into gear. How was I to know you select the rolls yourself, it would have felt rude. Anyway they taste good, still soft on the inside.

Last night was rough, I lost count after my tenth trip to the loo. I factored a few bouts of diarrhea into the itinerary but even so it's not fun. I thought I had a fever too so Malaria was on my mind, thankfully it was just from sun exposure - our stocks of sunscreen are very depleted and they don´t sell it here, our current supplies are borrowed from our last hostel owners.

Uve just switched on some tunes, soft Caribbean reggae beats. It suits. The passerbys by like it too, humming along as they pass the window. Ruby's has only been open two months yet most of the islanders can assist you with directions, it will prove a good business. Ihla de Mozambique itself is a very special place, easy to see why it´s World Heritage listed. The street scape has changed little over the last 100 years, apart from a little wear and tear, which only adds to it´s charm. Would be good though if ´M-Cel´ hadn´t gotten it´s hands on this place, they´re doing the 'Coca-Cola' thing with mobile phones here in Mozambique. It´s good to see some investment, but when see their bright yellow and green logo is painted all over every hut in a remote village in the middle of nowhere, well it can get a bit much. This island has an impressive fort, I think tomorrow I will have the strength to visit.