Chimoio is 731m above sea level. We welcomed the cool evening after a long hot drive. The road from Beira to Chimoio cannot be described with words or pictures. You have to feel it to know how bad it is. Thankfully, improvements are being made.
As you can see, the hotel has a lovely location, complete with peacock, pea hens, ducks, chickens, and even a few turkeys wandering the ground.
The gardens are very pretty. Mom and I couldn't identify this one tree, though. If you have any guesses, feel free to leave me a comment!
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| Mr Peacock wouldn't show off his tail feathers for us |
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| Bird of Paradise |
The restaurant had good food and friendly staff. When we drove back through a few days later and stopped to collect some things left in their storage, they didn't charge us for a cup of coffee while we waited for the storage room key. I thought that was very kind, especially considering they let us store some things there as a favor rather than a typical practice. (My dear mother was very considerate. She assumed that we weren't communicating clearly and left money to cover the coffee anyway.) If you find yourself in Chimoio and need a place to say, I think this was a good choice. I personally voted for a little place called the Pink Papaya, but the appeal was mostly in the name.
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