42 degrees

I have to remember that tomorrow I leave here and head back to London
where it is anything but 42 degrees.

Today has been amazing. 42 degrees, fully dunked in the Indian ocean,
a bus full of 38 hot sweaty babies and heading to the beach. I have to
thank an amazing family in the Uk for giving me a very generous
donation which made this trip possible. There were scream of delight
and fear as the waves crashed on the shore. The Tias playing in the
water was a sight in itself. It's very seldom you get to see these
woman really let their hair down but today they really did and the
laughter was amazing.

This morning I visited a centre just down the road. It has had quite a
history but is now a centre for Children with Disabilities. However,
visiting this centre was still am emotional challenge for so many
reasons. One of the kids who lived on the centre here now lives there
- it was great to see him again, he has grown a lot.

So as the sunsets on my last night in Moz for a while, I look back at
on a great visit here, I am leaving with more bites that I came with
but definitely more blessed that when I arrived. When I lived here
time flew by, but always as a visitor time stands still and it's an
amazing feeling to be able to have that here.

As I write this the girls area have started their home group for Wed
night and the sound of African voices singing is ringing all around,
it's moments like this I really miss in London.