First Night Out in Tofo Beach :)

It’s night-time. Who sleeps on vacation? Some of you, do. Well, I don’t. It’s 7 pm we’re all dressed up for dinner. There were many restaurants to choose from but I was not hungry as the first thing I did when I smelt food was to order chicken and chips as there was no fish.  I need to tell you about this. So we went to one of the restaurants and it was full, there were no tables available. So we stood there like idiots. Then one of the girls ask the two men sitting next to the exit if we could just sit while waiting for a table. They both agreed, of course, they agreed. Why wouldn’t they? We introduced ourselves and they did the same. From talking about origin to how can a person travel for 8 months in a year. How does he generate money? One of the girls said you must be rich and the awkward laugh came gushing out from all of us. We then slowly stood up, one by one grumbling that we would sit the whole night waiting for a table. But we just had to leave that environment.

Anyway, we went to a lovely restaurant I ordered my favourite beer, Heineken and guess what they didn’t have it so my only option was Doshem, which is good by the way. The ladies were hungry so they ordered pizza. The menu had a Beach boy pizza, wish I had tried it, might order it next time I’m in Mozambique. It’s a music affair, I can hear some of the South African music. I felt at home. It’s an arts building in front of the restaurant. We went there for a fashion show. We thought why not go and mingle with the locals and fun backpackers. We danced the night away.

I was introduced to a Mozambican guy who lives in Australia, he was very sweet. He promised to take me Kayaking as I wanted to do as many activities in the short space of time I was there. Great. I saw South Africans showing off their talents. It was a great first night. -Nomadic Nomzeth





Living Life| Loving Life| Enjoying Life

I knew this day would come but why didn’t it come sooner. I have always been the spontaneous one. I do what I want, whenever I want. I’m Sagittarius, what does that mean? It means I enjoy freedom more than anything and get easily bored.

I have been given a once in a lifetime opportunity to do what I love. I’m a filmmaker and that’s all I ever want to be. Be on set or behind the computer editing. I’m in an industry where I need to constantly prove that I’m great. I know I’m great but through the years I started doubting myself. I have waited for months for this big break and it feels like I’ve won the lottery. I’m nervous and excited at the same time.

This is one of the best things to happen right now. Can’t wait to explore the world, 25 frames per second. 🙂


First Time Solo Traveler_ Part 2

It’s 05h00 and I’m ready to take my adventure to the next level.

Board the bus to Tofo (Inhambane) from Fatima’s backpacker’s hostel. There was approximately 9 of us on the bus from the hostel so I assumed I would sit alone, stretch my legs all the to Praia do Tofo but that wasn’t the case. We drove all the way to the main bus depot. At that time I had figured that it was not a special bus. The bus doesn’t leave until the seats are full. I live in Johannesburg, South Africa, and the mini bus system is awful but I have never seen more than 20 people and livestock in a 26 seater bus.

I sat next to a beautiful Swedish lady who was meeting her friends who were already in Inhambane. I was hoping she was a solo traveler. We arrived after 11 hours, the journey is very long but it was worth it. Arrived at Fatima’s Nest in Tofo. Legs are swollen, I need to shower and maybe go to the beach. I met a lovely American girl who happens to be sharing the same dorm. Yay! We freshen up then went straight to the beach. Moments later the lovely Swedish lady introduces me to her friends. We get along as if we knew each other, they are beautiful people.

Day 1 in Praia do Tofo, I needed to explore the coastline alone, so I took an afternoon stroll all the way to the Monument of Fallen Heroes and went back to rest. To be continued… -Nomadic Nomzeth

First Pit stop In Mozambique
View of the ocean from Fatima’s



First Time Solo Traveler_ Part 1

Everything happens for a reason. This all started in August, no itinerary just a trip to Mozambique.  It was time for our vacation but my friends decided not to go anymore. Boy did I feel like crying, but I said I’m going, even if it means going alone.

So I booked a Intercape bus ticket from Johannesburg to Maputo where I would sleep at Fatima’s Backpackers for the night and leave the following morning. Arrived at Maputo at 17h45 with the hopes that my pick up shuttle will be waiting for me but I was fooled by an old man who said he was going to Fatima’s only to find he was taking chances and I had to pay him 500mt. He dropped me off safely at the backpacker hostel where I met several beautiful solo travelers. Two Brazilian guys and a beautiful American lady.

I had to sort out my internet so I could either SKYPE or Whatsapp my mother in South African. I decided to use Mobicel as I assumed it would be better than Vodacom. But assumptions are never good but it wasn’t that bad for. We shared stories and eventually decided on going out to a chilled bar in Maputo. I decided to take a nap so I can feel fresh for the night out but I didn’t wake up until 03h00 the following morning when I had to catch a 05h00 bus to Tofo in Inhambane. – Nomadic Nomzeth






Eastern Village


So I went to Kentani for the break. Normally a week is enough for me in the village. The plan was to visit my family and go to the beachfront. Living in Johannesburg has made me enjoy going to the seaside.

My cousins and I planned a trip to the beach but we had to go the nearest town (Butterworth) to buy new outfits. Mind you, we are going to the beach so a swimsuit, hat, and sandals would do. But NO, they don’t go to the beach the whole year so it’s a special outing. We drove down to Kentani Beach which is 30 minutes away from home. When we got there it started raining and we heard that a 15 year old girl had just drowned. It was awful. But this is my Eastern village and it will forever be beautiful.-Nomadic Nomzeth