Day 11 – “I’ve got magic hands”

Maputo to Johannesburg, Melville Palm

We were allowed to sleep in until 6am today, as we had to get the bus back to Joburg. This was another Greyhound – so we spent the trip in the comfortable seats listening to our iPods and watching the scenery rush past.

The border crossing took quite some time – the police insisted on checking all the luggage on the bus. This was done mainly by touch, the policeman felt for what he was after (and we’re not sure what it was, presumably drugs or weapons). However, although the search was time consuming, it didn’t seem very thorough, he just felt around the inside of the cases. (M later heard the policeman tell someone he had “magic hands”!).

Along the way K managed to persuade the bus driver to change our surplus Mozambican Meticais to SA Rand – the rate wasn’t the best, but it was better than being stuck with money we couldn’t use.

At the Joburg bus station , we picked up a taxi back to Melville, and booked the same driver for 9am the next day as we had to head out to pick up our campervan. We used the rest of the day to catch up on emails, and then enjoyed a great steak dinner at one of Melville’s many restaurants.