We’re approaching the equator and summer again: the temperature reached 30.5 C this afternoon. Driving to Tete we passed over slow-going, pot-holed roads crossing small mountains with green and brown vegetation covering the land. So many people just stand along the highway, and even on the highway. Perhaps they don’t want to miss any action.

Tete has the only bridge in Mozambique crossing the Zambesi River. More than 20,000 men worked from the 1920s until 1935 to complete the impressive suspension bridge, which firmly positioned Tete on the map as a commercial and transport hub.

Not much else is attractive in Tete, least of all the hotel/motel accommodations. But the police are even worse. A couple of them confiscated our video film and forced us to pay an absurd fine – providing no receipt. My advice is cross the Zambesi suspension bridge, sample the colorful markets selling donated western clothes, simple electronics, locks, tools, shoes and fabrics, and then keep moving.