I survived my 30th birthday in Maputo. I woke up to an endless chain of Facebook messages, phone calls, texts, emails of people sending me birthday wishes. Certainly eases the blow of being so far away when you wake up to such a rush of love.
I started off the day with a workout and then headed to Hotel Polana to go to the spa. I had a two hour massage and facial combo and then got a nice sushi lunch at one of the hotel's restaurants. The couple we met last weekend on the ferry to Inhaca came to have lunch with me. So nice of them given that they just met us but they wanted to make sure they came by for my birthday.
After lunch, I headed back to our hotel to work for the rest of the day (womp womp). Work has been quite busy lately so most of my evenings are trying to juggle projects and Dan's arrival home after work so we can go to dinner without me missing anything work-related. Oh well, there are certainly worse problems to have.
We decided on dinner at Bom Garfo, which is a rodizio restaurant. A rodizio is the Portuguese version of a churrascuria. Essentially, it's a prix fixe restaurant where they bring out different grilled meats on long knives and shave off pieces for you. You have a little coaster looking thing that is green on one side and red on the other. If green is up, the meats keep coming, when you're full, you flip it over and they stop. They also give you beans and rice, sauteed greens, grilled bananas and a small buffet table of different salads as starters (ex. Greek salad, pasta salad, a bean salad with chickpeas etc.).
Dinner was me, Dan, Driaan, his wife, Carolina, and Arthi and Andrew came a bit later and just got drinks. We got some salads and some wine and prepared ourselves for the impending food-baby. We got some chicken and a few types of beef, then some garlic bread, more beef, some grilled pineapple with cinnamon that was delicious and, surprise, more beef. Granted, you get maybe one slice of each one so it's not as daunting as I've made it sound.
Driaan and Dan were determined to make the full round as they were convinced there was an "end" to the meat train. They were clearly struggling when the guy came out and said the name of the meat he was offering. Dan excitedly said "We've already had that!" He and Driaan looked incredibly relieved and shared a high five over their conquering of the revolving door of meats.
Some had dessert, others had coffee or after dinner cocktails and we had a nice evening. It really meant a lot to me that some of our friends came to dinner. We had some great conversation and enjoyed the company.
Here's a post-dinner photo to prove our survival (and evidence the tans we are developing after a few months in Mozambique):
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