After breakfast we packed, showered (who knows when next we'll see hot water), worked out the bill (somewhat challenging since we've been charging everything to the room), and hit the road. Ran out of gas in Inhambane, but only a couple blocks from the station - it provided tons of amusement for the locals though.

Stopped to take pictures of some flooded building outside of town. The school kids were all waking home from school and ran when we took out the cameras, but as soon as they realized we weren't trying to take their photos they came running back and desperately wanted to be in one?!?

Got to Vilankulo well after dark. We got mobbed by kids as soon as the car stopped at the first intersection - so we picked one and he was our guide for the night - he spoke amazing English which he'd learned from listening to tourist. We tried a bunch of places looking for lodging. Everything was too dirty, too expensive, or both. Eventually we found a very simple place on the beach. The huts are clean and cheap but no running water - back to bucket baths. Perfect. Had an ok diner at some random bar are guide picked, then everyone else went to bed. I sat up and watched the moon on the water while working on my journal.