Foisted

No one wants to hear In da Club by 50 Cent at 1am on a Sunday night. I’d venture that being able to use Shazam from one’s bed is proof that the music is inconsiderately loud.

I am a fan of the area of Maputo where I stay as it’s not ‘expat-ty’. The unpredictable noisiness of neighbours and parties will be the thing that makes me question how long I stay in this zone, although when you move you never know the noise disturbances around a particular block. I remember the constant concern in Phnom Penh, a very rapidly changing city, that someone would construct a karaoke bar next door.

I worked all day on a proposal that has been foisted upon me last minute. This lion camera trap picture sent by partners in Niassa in northern Mozambique reminded me of what our ultimate goals are.