Hang out times on the back porch


          My shaky sleeping arrangements on the top bunk


          The perfect mix of Portuguese and Mozambiquan culture


          Chicken fingers overlooking the beach


          Street peanut brittle


          African fabric prints


          Dancing in church


          Bargaining for everything


          5 Roses Tea


          Little kids born with rhythm


          Buying bread for $.20 from street vendors


          Bottles of coke


          Amazing African hair


          Sweet Chili Sauce


          New Portuguese/Mozambiquan/S. African music


          Learning South African slang from Lauren and text slang from Alexis


          The boys random outfits every day- hall of fame: car seat cover, baby bonnet, and a grandma sweater


          Seeing our boys on the street and calling them by name


          Felix and his lisp and violent hugs


          Ned Ved and his dancing


          Carlito and his laugh


          Edson and his guitar playing


          That fact that I would rather hang out with these boys than do almost anything else


          That I’m once again leaving a huge piece of my heart behind me as I move on to South Africa